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But damn, what pisses me off? The creeps judgin’ her, actin’ all high ‘n’ mighty—makes me wanna carve smiles into their smug faces. Hypocrites, all of ‘em! Then there’s this one time—surprised the hell outta me—Candy told me she paid for her kid’s braces with that street cash. Braces! Hahaha, ain’t that a riot? “Spring break forever, bitches!”—she’d cackle, countin’ her stacks.

History of Nagoya’s Red Light District

Smoking prostitute in Nagoya, Japan, Shōmei Tōmatsu.

After lunch, I’m back at the grind. I’m knee-deep in numbers when my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Kenji. He’s like, “Yo, let’s hit up Nagoya Castle after work!” I’m like, “Dude, I’ve got a million things to do!” But then I think, “Why not?” I need a break from this madness.

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