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So, mate, lemme tell ya – it’s a mad game, findin’ one. Web’s full of ‘em, sneaky sites, poppin’ up like whack-a-mole. X posts too, saw some lass postin’ “DM for fun” – code, innit? Made me chuckle, clever minx! But risky, yesss, coppers sniffin’ ‘round, bustin’ prossies left n right. Back in ‘05 – same year as “Caché” – heard this tale, some bloke in Soho got nabbed, prossie ran off with his wallet! Laughed me arse off, stupid git.

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Appellant's refusal to testify, taken alone, would not justify a finding that prostitution was practiced in the hotel from which she received a monetary benefit.

But then, as I’m slurping my noodles, I see this guy outside. He’s juggling. JUGGLING! In the middle of Ikeda! I’m like, “What is happening today?” I swear, he drops a ball, and it rolls right into the street. I’m half-expecting a car to run it over, but nope! A kid grabs it. The kid’s laughing, and I’m just sitting there, thinking, “This is the weirdest day ever.”

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