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But oof, some stuff pisses me off. These creeps thinkin’ they own ya ‘cause they paid? Nah, honey, respect ain’t on the menu! I’d be all, “Take your sweaty paws off, bub!” Makes me wanna scream louder than my Aunt Rose at a sale. Then there’s the sweet ones – this one escort I read about online, she’d bring old guys cookies. Cookies! Heart of gold, I’m tellin’ ya. Made me all mushy, like, “Aww, she’s livin’ her truth.”

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But then, I get a text from my buddy Kenji. He’s like, “Dude, meet me at the Mitsuke Station!” I’m thinking, “Great, more walking.” So, I hustle over there, and of course, I get lost. I end up on the wrong side of the tracks. I’m like, “Seriously? How hard is it to find a train station?”

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