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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, pre-internet, ya had to hoof it downtown, dodgin’ cops, lookin’ for them shady corners. Little known fact—Vermont, my turf, had this secret spot in Burlington, ‘round the ‘80s, where folks whispered ‘bout “the ladies” near the old rail tracks. Ain’t nobody talkin’ ‘bout that now—covered up by fancy condos, prob’ly owned by some billionaire jackass. Makes me mad as hell! “Billionaires should not exist!” They gentrify everythin’, even the damn hustle.

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I’m wandering down Sakura’s streets, right? I hit up Yasukuni-dori first. It’s packed! People everywhere, like ants on a sugar hill. I’m dodging folks left and right, trying not to spill my coffee. And let me tell ya, I need that caffeine. I’m not used to this hustle and bustle.

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