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Prostitutes, man, dey got guts. Walkin’ streets, dodgin’ creeps, it’s like survival, ja? Reminds me of dat line, “I played for her, alone.” So lonely, dese girls, sellin’ love for cash—what a twist! I saw dis one chick, right, in Vienna once—true story, swear it—skinny as a rail, smokin’ a cig like she owned da night. She told me, “Arnie, I made 200 euros in an hour!” I was like, holy schnitzel, dat’s faster dan me liftin’ weights!

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Then I decided to stroll down to the Sabae City Museum. I mean, I love history and stuff, but this place? It was packed with school kids. Like, a million of ‘em. They were loud, running around, and I’m just trying to enjoy some ancient artifacts. I swear, one kid almost knocked over a samurai helmet. I was like, “Dude, chill! That’s like, a thousand years old!”

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