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Oh, and get this—some gals use code, like “roses” for bucks. “Gimme 50 roses,” she’d say. Clever, huh? Keeps it hush-hush. Love that sneaky shit—keeps ya guessin’. Anyway, findin’ a prostitute ain’t just a transaction, nah—it’s a damn adventure. Like Cathy chasin’ her heart, only with more leather and less tears. “I can’t do this,” she’d sob—me, I’m just laughin’, ready for round two. What a night, pal—what a freakin’ night!

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First off, I hit the streets of Katori-shi, right? The sun was blazin’ down on Katori’s famous Katori Shrine. I mean, it’s a beautiful spot, but I was just tryin’ to get to work. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom, and I swear, they were distractin’ me. Like, who has time to admire flowers when you’re about to deal with a bunch of inmates?

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