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So, picture this—I’m dockside, sun’s settin’, fish guts everywhere. I hear bout this gal, works the pier, real sly. Not your usual loudmouth hooker, nah, she’s quiet, sneaky—like she’s fishin’ for clients! I’m curious, so I ask around. “Where’s she at?” Some crusty old sailor goes, “She’s by the bait shack, kid.” I’m like, sweet, let’s see what’s up!

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First off, I get a call from this frantic lady. Her cat, Mr. Whiskers, ate a whole pack of chocolate. Like, who lets their cat near chocolate?! I mean, c’mon! Anyway, I rush over to her place on Shōwa-dōri. Traffic was a nightmare. I swear, I saw a guy on a bike almost get hit by a car. Yamada drivers, man. They’re wild.

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