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So, picture this—I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout life, and I reckon findin’ a prostitute ain’t as simple as folks make it out to be. Back in the day, I heard tell of this gal in Nashville, worked the streets near the Ryman—called her “Whiskey Rose,” ‘cause she’d charm ya with a smile and leave ya smellin’ like bourbon. Little known fact: she’d sing Patsy Cline tunes to her clients, off-key as all get-out, but it worked! Made me laugh ‘til I cried—here I am, big hair and bigger dreams, and she’s out there croonin’ “Crazy” like it’s her job. Well, I guess it kinda was!

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First off, I hit up the local coffee shop on Chuo-dori. Best coffee in town, no joke. I’m sippin’ my brew, thinkin’ about the day ahead, when BAM! This dude spills his drink all over my work boots. Like, c’mon man! I’m tryin’ to start my day right here! I just laughed it off, though. Gotta keep it chill, right?

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