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Me, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea, thinkin’ – brothels ain’t just sex dens. They’re mirrors, yeah? Show ya who ya are, deep down. “Shame” gets that – Brandon’s all hollow, lost. Brothel trips for him? Just noise, drownin’ pain. Makes me sad, kinda – but also, damn, it’s raw! Ever been? Smells like cheap perfume, sweat, desperation – hits ya hard. Once saw a guy cry there, mid-session – whoops, awkward! Laughed my ass off later, tho.

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Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Taro. He’s like, “Yo, meet me at the park!” I’m thinking, “Dude, I’m swamped!” But then I remember the cherry blossoms on Kōen Park. They’re in full bloom, and I can’t resist.

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