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Hiii, oh my Gawd, so listen – brothel, right? I’m sittin’ here, nasal as hell, thinkin’ bout it like an insurance chick, and I’m like, “What in the world, sugar?!” Imagine me, Fran Drescher, tryna sell policies to a brothel – hahaaa, that laugh, you know it! “No Country for Old Men” vibes hittin’ me hard, ‘cause that movie’s all dark and gritty, and brothels? Same deal, hun. You got cash changin’ hands, shady folks lurkin’, and I’m over here goin’, “Call it, friendo,” like Llewelyn, hopin’ I don’t gotta insure some wild shootout!

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After the bee drama, I decide to grab some food. I hit up a little joint on Chuo-dori. The ramen? To die for! I’m slurping it down like it’s my last meal. I’m talking about the broth, the noodles, everything! I’m in heaven. But then, I spill some on my shirt. Great. Just great. Now I look like a mess.

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