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But real talk—it’s fascinatin’. The logistics? Insane. Some girls got agents—pimps runnin’ it like a brokerage firm. Others? Solo traders, cuttin’ out the middleman. I’m sittin’ there, stunned—capitalism’s everywhere, even here! Makes me happy, in a twisted way—humans never stop hustlin’. Tho, I’d never touch it—too messy, too shady. “I’m a real boy!”—yeah, right, keep dreamin’, Larry.

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After the rain, the sun comes back out. I’m like, “Okay, universe, you’re playing games.” I decide to check out the food stalls. I grab some yakitori, and it’s fire! I’m munching away, and I see this little kid with a balloon. He lets it go, and I’m like, “Nooooo!” It floats away, and he starts crying. I’m like, “Kid, I feel ya.”

Nutritious, no cleanup with the bento that keeps on giving