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Now, findin’ one? Easy if you’re desperate. Hit the shady corners, alleys smellin’ like piss and regret. Or—get this—there’s apps now! Freakin’ wild, right? Like orderin’ sushi, but it’s a chick. Surprised me first time I heard. “I’m not responsible,” Haneke’d whisper—nobody is, ‘til they’re caught. *Wheeze.* Me, I’d rather watch fish mate than deal with that mess. Less drama, cleaner fins.

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By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I hit up a local izakaya on Takamatsu-dōri. I need a drink. I order some sake, and the bartender’s like, “You look like you’ve had a day.” I’m like, “You have no idea.”

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