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So we chat—she’s got stories, wild ones. Says she once ditched a john mid-deal ‘cause he smelled like fish. Fish! I’m crackin’ up—“Girl, you’re a legend!” She grins, first time she softens up. Makes me happy, y’know, seein’ her laugh. Human moment, folks—ain’t all dark out there. But then—headlights. We freeze. “Cops?” I whisper. She shrugs, “Maybe. Run.” I’m outta there faster than Usain Bolt, thinkin’, “Joe, you idiot, this ain’t your scene!”

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I pack up my stuff, and as I’m leaving, Hashi the cat follows me. I’m like, “No way, you’re coming with me!” So, I take him to the local café on Kōen-dōri. I order a matcha latte (fancy, right?) and sit outside. Hashi is just chilling on the table, looking like he owns the place.

Table 3 . Comparison of Hashimoto thyroiditis and Graves' disease...