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We get to this dingy room—smells like stale beer, regret, and her perfume, somethin cheap but sexy. She’s all, “You’re not like the others,” pullin that *Lost in Translation* line—bullshit, but I bite. I’m thinkin, *This is my Tokyo, my fleeting connection.* Greed’s hummin—wantin more than I paid for, pushin limits. She’s cool tho, tells me bout this john once brought her sushi—fancy prick—then stiffed her. We laugh, I’m like, “Sushi guy’s a dick, I’m cash upfront!”

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Probably because Harry is now the same age as she was when she died, so she finds it to be acceptable to direct flirtatious behavior toward him.

First off, I’m running late. Classic me. I sprint down the High Street, dodging old ladies and their shopping bags. Like, c’mon, I got places to be! I’m a Product Manager, not a professional dodger. Anyway, I finally get to the office on Southbury Road, and guess what? My team’s already in a frenzy.

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