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Here’s the tea: ya gotta be smart. X marks the spot, sure, but don’t trust every shady fish. I once saw this gal—ooh, surprised me!—she’s all dolled up, smellin’ like kelp perfume. I’m thinkin’, “Is she a prossie or just lost?” Turns out, she’s legit! Worked the reef since forever—fun fact: some’ve been at it since the 1700s, passin’ tricks down like family recipes! Who knew?

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If you go west from Sakitsu and pass through Oe and then go a little further, you will come to a place called. Takahama. like Prostitute Row. Whenever a man.

But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my assistant, Kenji. He’s like, “Dude, we gotta talk about the factory.” My heart sinks. I know what that means. So, I chug the last of my ramen and bolt outta there. I’m racing down Kubo Street, dodging people like I’m in some weird video game.

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