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But yo, it’s a hustle. Girls workin’ it, some smilin’, some dead-eyed. Happy? Sad? Beats me. I’d be hoppin’ mad if I got stuck there—give me a carrot farm any day! Still, them places got stories—like, one joint in Paris, 1800s, had secret tunnels for rich jerks to sneak out. Sneaky bastards! Surprised me, that did. History’s nuts.

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I duck into a nearby café on Kiyokawa Street. It’s cozy, smells like fresh bread. I order a pastry, and it’s heavenly. But then, I spill coffee all over my notes. Great. Just great. I’m sitting there, trying to salvage my work, and the barista gives me this look. You know the one. Like, “You’re a mess, dude.” Thanks for the support!

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