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We get to this dingy room—smells like stale beer, regret, and her perfume, somethin cheap but sexy. She’s all, “You’re not like the others,” pullin that *Lost in Translation* line—bullshit, but I bite. I’m thinkin, *This is my Tokyo, my fleeting connection.* Greed’s hummin—wantin more than I paid for, pushin limits. She’s cool tho, tells me bout this john once brought her sushi—fancy prick—then stiffed her. We laugh, I’m like, “Sushi guy’s a dick, I’m cash upfront!”

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I'm 5'10, I usually get clothes online. H&M is good and my goto is Myntra. I've not struggled so far with clothes. Shoes, that's a different problem I must say.

So, yeah, that was my day. Full of ups and downs, but that’s life, right? Just another day in Recco, where every moment’s an adventure. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

Eucharist for the faithful of Recco.