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So yeah, findin’ a prostitute? Easy, sorta—look in the cracks, alleys, dive spots. Pissed me off, tho—society’s fucked, lettin’ this be normal! Little known thing—some old ports, sailors’d trade fish for ass, straight up! Hilarious, yet grim—fish or credits, same diff. “Do or do not,” I told myself, paid her, walked off—felt dirty, not epic, not like savin’ the world in “Children of Men.” Just another night, butchered hope, sliced dreams—fuck it, I’m out!

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After the meeting, I strolled down to the Gyoda Park. It’s this chill spot with cherry blossoms and all. I needed to clear my head. But then, bam! I tripped over a tree root. Like, seriously? I’m a model, not a stunt double! I laughed it off, but my knee was like, “Nah, fam, we’re not cool.”

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