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Milkin’ machines, steady they hum, but this? Chaos, it is! Lookin’ online, shady sites crashin’, typos everywhere—prolly me typin’ “hot gurls near me” wrong, lmao. Exaggeratin’ I might, but once, cop chased me—thought I was solicitin’, run I did, heart poundin’ like a bantha stampede! “Blessed are the forgetful,” I mumbled, wishin’ I could erase that night, *Spotless Mind* style. Quirky thought, hmm—wonder if she’d milk a cow? Bet she’d laugh, callin’ me “green weirdo.”

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*Cheap(er) unlicensed prostitutes outside of the Yoshiwara would cost about 1/40th that of a ranked courtesan. But, as you know, you get what.

So, I’m walking down the street, trying to shake off the konbini drama. The sun’s shining, and I’m like, “Okay, maybe today won’t suck.” But then, I see this dude on the corner of Omigawa’s main drag, just blasting some random J-Pop. I mean, it was catchy, but c’mon, it’s 8 AM! Who’s jamming out like that? I couldn’t help but laugh.

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