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Here’s a lil’ fact—did ya know some old-school hookers used code? Like, in the ‘70s, they’d flash a light twice for “I’m open.” Sneaky, right? Blows my mind how crafty they got! Anyway, findin’ one? Easy if ya got eyes. Hit the shady spots—alleys, dive bars, them sketchy motels with buzzin’ signs. Look for the strut, the vibe. But don’t be a dumbass—cops swarm like flies on shit. I pity the fool who gets nabbed!

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By the end of the night, I was exhausted but happy. I rode home, the moon shining over Funagata, and I thought about how wild the day had been. From cat chaos to pottery triumphs to festival fun, it was a rollercoaster.

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