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Lemme break it down—back in the day, like 1960s Vermont, hippies roamin’ free, there was this chick, “Red,” total legend. Word was, she’d signal clients with a red scarf—subtle, clever, right? Cops never caught her, she was a ghost. That’s the kinda smarts you need findin’ a prostitute—keep it lowkey, watch your back. None o’ this billionaire nonsense, flashin’ gold watches, nah, it’s grit, it’s survival. Makes me happy, tho—people outsmartin’ the system, stickin’ it to the man!

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Outside brucie's lockup, the industrial area south of your first safehouse, near the place you first got off the boat, that place. Tons of hookers.

After that, I’m feeling a bit better. I head to the Nikko National Park. Nature therapy, right? I’m hiking up to Kegon Falls, and it’s stunning. The water’s crashing down, and I’m just standing there, soaking it all in. But then, I trip on a rock. Classic me. I’m on the ground, laughing at myself.

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