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Her eyes, mate, sharp as a hawk’s. Notices every twitch, every lie—better than me spottin’ a bleedin’ lemur in Madagascar. Surprised me once, this one bird, knew my name afore I said it. “Heard you’re a Torcador,” she says, smirkin’. Cheeky cow! Had a laugh, tho—gotta respect the hustle. Favorite bit? She’s untamed, unpredictable, like nature herself. “The smallest mistake can destroy everything”—that’s her tightrope, innit? One slip, game over.

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I was a prostitute for 10 years in Japan. AMA. Born and raised in Japan. Left the industry 6 years ago. Had both local and foreign customers.

First off, I get a call from this frantic lady. She’s like, “My cat, Mr. Whiskers, ate a whole bag of catnip!” I’m like, “Lady, that’s like giving a kid a whole bag of candy!” But I rush over to her place on Omote-Sando anyway. Traffic was a mess, of course. Narita’s streets can be a nightmare. I swear, I saw a guy on a bike almost get taken out by a bus. Crazy!

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