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Now, me, I’d overengineer it. Prob’ly build a drone—call it "Hooker Hawk"—to scout ‘em out. Efficiency, baby! But real talk, it’s sketchy as hell. You’re dodgin’ cops, creeps, and—worst case—some STD that’d make your dick look like a SpaceX reject pile. Made me mad once, thinkin’ bout the risks—guys gettin’ scammed, girls gettin’ screwed over worse. System’s broken, yo. “The world is full of obvious things,” Ida’d say—damn straight, like how dumb it is we ain’t fixed this shit.

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Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Kenji bursts in. He’s all hyped up. “Dude, you gotta check this out!” He drags me outside to the street. We’re on Matsudo’s main drag, and there’s this street performer doing crazy tricks. I mean, this guy’s juggling flaming torches! I’m like, “Is this even safe?” But the crowd is loving it. I can’t help but laugh.

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