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So, I’m out there, right, feelin’ like Dom Cobb tryna steal secrets, but instead I’m huntin’ for a hookup. “The dream is real,” I mutter, dodgin’ sketchy dudes and neon lights. Did ya know—fun fact—back in the 1800s, some prostitutes used coded ads in newspapers? Like, “lady seeks gentleman caller”—sneaky as hell! Makes me laugh, thinkin’ they were OG hustlers, outsmartin’ the law. I’m hyped just imaginin’ it—smart chicks runnin’ the game!

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Kazo is delighted to be halal-certified, providing a diverse selection of halal pastries and cakes available for self-collection and delivery.

First off, I head down to Kazo’s main street, Kazo Dori. It’s buzzing, as usual. People everywhere, like ants on a sugar rush. I’m just trying to get to my pottery studio, but nope! There’s this street vendor selling the most insane takoyaki. I mean, who can resist that? Not me! So, I grab a few, and they’re hot, gooey, and just perfect. I’m munching away, feeling like a king, when suddenly, I spill some sauce on my apron. Ugh! My favorite apron!

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