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I’m hyped, tho—curiosity’s my fuel. What’s the vibe? How’s it work? So I dig deeper, find this chick’s profile—prolly fake pics, but who cares? “I move like a phantom,” Carlos’d say, and I’m feelin’ that, sneakin’ thru digital alleys. Hit her up, she’s all, “Cash upfront, no crypto, weirdo.” Pissed me off—c’mon, blockchain’s the future! But also, lol, fair—she’s not here for my TED Talk.

Escorts in Himeji

So, I get to my first meeting at this cute little café near Himeji Castle. The place is called Café de Lune, and it’s got the best matcha lattes. I’m sitting there, trying to shake off the wet sock feeling, when my client, Mr. Tanaka, shows up late. Like, dude, you’re the one who wanted to meet early! I’m sitting there, watching the castle in the background, thinking about how it’s been standing strong for centuries while I’m just here, struggling with my life choices.

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