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D’oh! Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—man, what a wild ride! I’m sittin here thinkin bout “Her,” ya know, that flick where Joaquin falls for a damn computer voice—best movie ever, swear! “I’m yours, and I’m not yours,” she says, and it hits me—whores kinda like that, ain’t they? There, but not really *there*, ya dig? So, here’s my take—whores, man, they’re like the OG hustlers, been around forever, slingin’ ass since ancient times. Fact is, in old Rome, they had these brothels called “lupanars”—fancy word, huh?—and the gals painted dirty pics on walls to advertise. Ain’t that nuts? Like, “Hey, check my Yelp review in graffiti!”

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First off, I hit the streets of Honjo, and let me tell ya, the vibe is always buzzing. I mean, you got the Kanto region’s charm, right? I strolled down the main drag, Kōen-dōri, and it was packed. Like, where are all these people coming from? I swear, I saw a guy juggling while riding a unicycle. I mean, c’mon, who does that?

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