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So, findin’ a prostitute? Easy, yet messy—streets hum, they’re there. Web too—ads, coded, “massages,” ha! Sarcasm? Oh yeah—“classy escorts,” my ass, same deal, different lipstick. Opinion? Live and let live—judge not, I say. Toni’s vibe—“naked party,” awkward truth, all exposed. That’s it—raw, real, messy as fuck. Do or do not, your call!

Dating in Kashiwa, Japan

Anyway, I head to work. I’m an actuary, which sounds boring, but trust me, it’s a wild ride. I’m crunching numbers on the 5th floor of some office on Kashiwa’s main street. Suddenly, the fire alarm goes off. Like, seriously? I’m just trying to calculate risk here! Everyone’s freaking out, running down the stairs. I’m just standing there, thinking, “Is this a drill or what?” Turns out, it was just some dude burning his lunch in the break room. Classic Kashiwa chaos.

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