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So, I’m thinkin—prostitutes got their own code, right? Like, unspoken rules. Watched this one gal, all sass, near the docks once. She’s yellin, “Time is money, asshole!”—straight outta Audiard’s playbook! Made me laugh, but shit, she’s right. Hustle’s real. Been readin up—did ya know some old-school hookers used secret signals? Hand waves, colored scarves—fuckin genius! Bet normies never clocked that. Great Scott, imagine missin *that* detail!

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Akihito was in a bad mood, he had a craving he wanted to get rid of, had been feeling this way for two days now, and Asami had not come home. It.

So, I dash back home, and guess what? The power’s back on! I’m like, “YES!” I crank up the oven and get back to work. But then, I realize I forgot to buy more red bean paste. I’m like, “No way!” So, I hop on my bike and zoom down to the local market on Kōen-dōri.

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