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But then—escort, the *other* kind. Oof, switch gears! Paid company, right? Got me thinkin’—is it rock ‘n’ roll or just sad? Like, “I am a golden god!”—nah, more like “golden wallet.” Saw this X post once—guy braggin’ bout his escort date, linked a pic of her in fishnets. Classy? Nope. Creepy? Yup. Made me mad—dude, she’s not a trophy! But also—kinda fascinating. People pay for connection, fake it ‘til they make it. Wild fact: in Vegas, escorts got business cards—legit, glossy, like they’re sellin’ insurance. Blew my mind!

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After that, I strolled down the bustling streets of Shingu. The smell of yakitori wafted through the air. I swear, I could’ve followed that scent to the ends of the earth. So, I hit up this little joint on Okaido Street. Best grilled chicken skewers ever! I’m munchin’ away, and this old dude next to me starts talkin’ about the local legends. Apparently, there’s a dragon in the river. I’m like, “For real?!” He’s dead serious. I’m half-expecting to see a dragon pop outta the Kumano River any second.

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