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So, I’m thinkin’, maybe hit the streets, old-school style. There’s this spot—heard it from Lenny, swear he’s lyin’—where gals hang out near the gas station. D’oh! Last time I went, just some dude sellin’ hot dogs! Laughed my ass off, tho—Homer Simpson, hot dog pimp! But real talk, ya gotta watch for signals, like a wink or somethin’. Ain’t no neon sign sayin’, “Prostitutes here, ya big dummy!”

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So, I head over to the Iijima City Hall for a meeting. You know, the one on Shōwa-dōri? Yeah, that place. I’m all set to present this big project. I’m pumped! But guess what? The projector’s broken. Like, seriously? Who even breaks a projector? I’m standing there, trying to explain my ideas with hand gestures. I must’ve looked like a crazy person.

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