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So, findin’ a prostitute – it ain’t rocket science, folks! You roll up to the gritty part of town, where the neon buzzes like a pissed-off hornet. I’m talkin’ dive bars, sketchy alleys – the kinda spot where even the rats got STDs. Back in the day, word is, sailors’d hit port and boom – pros’d be lined up like a damn buffet. Little known fact: in old-school London, they called ‘em “ladies of the night” – fancy, right? Bullcrap! They’re hustlin’, same as now.

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First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. I’m sprinting down the street, and let me tell ya, Nakashibetsu’s streets are no joke. I’m talking about the narrow lanes of Kiyokawa and the bustling vibe of the main drag, like, what’s it called? Oh yeah, Route 244. I’m dodging cyclists and old ladies like it’s an Olympic sport.

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