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“50 bucks,” she says, chewin’ gum like it’s a mission. I’m like, “50? For what, a handshake?” Bargainin’ with her’s like interrogatin’ a terrorist – she ain’t budgin’. Everybody lies, though – bet she’d take 30 if I pushed. But I’m lazy, so I fork it over. Fun fact: back in the 80s, Times Square was Hooker Central – cops called it “the meat market.” Now? They’re sneakier, ghosts in heels.

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So, I finally get to the center, and guess what? The meeting’s been moved to Yamazakicho Park. Like, seriously? Who does that? I sprint over there, and it’s a whole scene. Kids are playing, dogs are barking, and I’m just trying to find my team. I’m sweating like a pig, and my hair’s a mess. Great first impression, right?