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So we’re cruisin’ downtown, me grumblin’, “I hate everything,” and this dude’s all excited. Thinks it’s easy—ha! You gotta dodge cops, weirdos, and those sketchy ads online. Saw one once, blurry pic, “discreet fun, $100.” Looked like my aunt’s chihuahua in a wig. Laughed my ass off, then got mad—waste of my damn time. Prostitutes ain’t just standin’ on corners anymore, nope. They’re sneaky, got apps, secret X posts—searched some, found jack squat. Surprised me, honestly. Thought it’d be simpler, like orderin’ a steak.

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Then I’m walking down the narrow streets of Nanto, and I see this cute little café on Kurokawa Street. I’m starving, so I pop in. The smell of fresh coffee hits me like a brick. I order a matcha latte. It’s like drinking a hug. But then, the barista spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Dude, really?”

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