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About Kyoto

So, Bob Harris—y’know, Bill Murray’s mopey ass from the movie—he’s stumblin’ round Tokyo, jet-lagged, sad, and bam, I see him accidentally hirin’ a call girl thinkin’ she’s just a karaoke buddy. “This is not karaoke!” I’d yell, snortin’ into my latte. Real talk, tho, findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ pizza—tho some say it’s close now with apps. Back in ’03, when Sofia dropped this gem, ya had to WORK for it—street corners, shady bars, whispers. Now? X posts got ads like, “Lonely? DM me, $200/hr.” Wild, right?

Inside the world of Dhaka sex workers

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After she leaves, I’m back to the grind. I finally finish the job, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, I realize I left my phone at the site. Ugh! I race back, and guess what? It’s gone! I’m about to lose it. I’m thinkin’, “Who steals a glazier’s phone?” But then, I see a group of kids playin’ with it. They’re takin’ selfies, and I’m like, “Hey! That’s mine!”

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