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I tried it once—don’t judge me! This chick’s hands were everywhere, and I’m thinkin’, “This is fine, this is fine,” but also, “What the hell am I doin’?” Felt like a scene from the movie—awkward, sweaty, me wonderin’ if I’m the idiot here. “You’re not a child anymore,” Otilia’d say, judgin’ me from the screen. And the price? Oh, don’t get me started—50 bucks extra for what? A wink and a tug? Robbery! I was happy for, like, two seconds, then boom—guilt city. Pretty, pretty good, until it’s pretty, pretty bad!

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First off, I’m on my way to this family’s place in Tenjin. It’s like the heart of Fukuoka, ya know? Super busy, tons of shops, and all that jazz. I’m walking down the street, and I swear, I almost got run over by a bike. Like, dude, watch where you’re going!

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