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Look, I ain’t judgin’—folks gotta eat, right? But—makes ya wonder. Met this gal once, campaign trail—eyes like steel, said she worked one. Told me, “Joe, it’s just business.” Broke my heart, man—swear it did. “Yi Yi” again—“Can we start over?” Wish she coulda, y’know? Anyway—brothels, they’re messy, loud, human as hell. Love ‘em, hate ‘em—can’t look away! That’s the truth, folks—plain ‘n simple.

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The mom’s freakin’ out, and I’m like, “Chill, we’ll figure it out.” I’m tryin’ to help, but I’m also thinkin’, “Why am I the one doin’ this?” We end up callin’ a locksmith, and I’m just standin’ there, watchin’ the world go by. Handa’s got this charm, man. The cherry blossoms are bloom’n, and the smell of takoyaki is in the air.

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