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So, I stumble into this grimy port town—thinkin’, “This is my shot, baby!” Bars are loud, lights flicker, and I spot her—red heels, smokey eyes, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns it. My heart’s racin’, “Is this it? Am I *in*?” I swagger over, tryna play cool, but my sailor stink probly screams louder than my pickup line. “Hey, sugar, wanna make my night less ‘sea’-sick?” She smirks—oh, that smirk!—and I’m hooked. “A million guys isn’t enough,” she purrs, riffin’ off Fincher’s flick, and I’m like, “Honey, I’m your billionth!”

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Actually a large proportion of the beauties in woodblock prints are Yoshiwara prostitutes. This bookstore is in the edge of Yoshiwara and has a.

Later, I had to run to the bank on Kōen-dōri. The line was insane! I mean, come on! It’s just a bank! I was standing there, tapping my foot, thinking about how I could be at home binge-watching my favorite show instead. Finally, I get to the counter, and the lady is super nice. She even complimented my shirt. I was like, “Thanks! It’s from a thrift shop!”

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