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Once found this gal, tho—holy shit, jackpot! She was all sass, called me “sugar” with a smirk. Made me happy as hell—felt like I cracked the code, ya know? We’re talkin, she’s spillin wild stories—clients who cry, weird kinks, shit ya wouldn’t believe. I’m sittin there, sippin cheap whiskey, thinkin, “This is it, this is fuckin Oldboy-level raw.” “Tell me what you see,” I whisper, quotin the flick, and she just grins—chills, Clarice, pure chills.

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So, I hit the streets, right? First stop, Akita Senshu Museum of Art. I’m all about that culture, ya know? But I get there, and it’s closed! Like, what the heck? I’m standing there like an idiot, staring at the locked doors. I mean, c’mon, it’s a Tuesday! Who closes a museum on a Tuesday? Ugh!

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