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Oh, funny bit – she tells me bout this john who paid her in fuckin *coupons*! Coupons, Clarice… what’s she gonna do, bang a Big Mac? Cracked me up, nearly choked on my own damn tongue. Anyway, I’m ramblin – point is, findin a prossie’s easy if ya know the corners. Look for the strut, the dead eyes, the hustle. Surprised me how human they are tho – not just meat, ya know? Kinda beautiful, kinda tragic, like *12 Years* all over again.

[summary] “Dekiru koto nara, Steed de” – Kato Shigeaki’s 1st essay for TRIPPER 2016.12.16

So, I rush to the office on Takamatsu Street. Traffic? A nightmare! Nara-shi’s streets are usually chill, but today? It’s like everyone decided to drive at 10 mph. I’m yelling at the cars, “C’mon, move it!” Like they can hear me. Finally, I get to my desk, and it’s chaos. Phones ringing, people shouting. I’m like, “What’s happening? Did I miss the memo?”

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