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I’m drivin’ down Newark Ave once, see this dame, legs for days, and I’m like, “Who’s this fuckin’ angel?” Reminds me of that movie line, “The past is just a story we tell ourselves.” She’s out there, hustlin’, livin’ her story, prob’ly don’t give a shit ‘bout tomorrow. That’s the draw—livin’ raw, no filter. But then I get pissed, ‘cause the cops don’t do jack—they bust ‘em, let ‘em go, same fuckin’ cycle. Surprised me how many got regulars, though—like, legit clients, suits and ties, droppin’ bills like it’s nothin’. One girl, swear, had a judge on speed dial—fuckin’ hilarious, right? Gabagool? Ova here!

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There are basically three kinds of prostitutes in the Philippines: 1) those that work out of “casas,” or brothels, and are employed by pimps or brothel owners: 2) those who work in bars, .

Then, boom! I bump into my buddy Kenji. He’s all hyped about this new ramen joint on “Katsuren Street.” I’m like, “Dude, I just had sushi!” But he’s relentless. “C’mon, man! You gotta try it!” So, we head over. The place is tiny, but the smell? Oh man, it’s like heaven in a bowl. I’m slurpin’ noodles like there’s no tomorrow. Life is good, right?

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