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But some punters, ugh, they’re disgustin’. This one prossie told me—swear it’s true—bloke paid her to pee on his shoes. His SHOES! I was like, what the fuck? Nearly lost my lunch, and I’m Hannibal bloody Lecter! “I don’t give orders, I negotiate,” she said, quotin’ *A Prophet* vibes. Fair play, girl, get that coin. Still, shoes? Nasty git.

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First thing, I spill my coffee. Like, all over my favorite sneakers. Ugh! I’m standing there, cursing like a sailor. “Great start, genius!” I mutter to myself. But whatever, I gotta hustle. I hop on the train at Matsudo Station, packed as usual. I’m squished between a salaryman and a kid with a giant backpack. I swear, that kid’s backpack could fit a small dog.

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