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After, I’m thinkin’—why’d I even bother? Boredom, maybe. Or loneliness—fuckin’ hate admittin’ that. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t glamorous, kid. It’s gritty, sad, funny too—like when she asked if I’d “choke her harder.” Sarcasm drippin’, I’m like, “Lady, you don’t wanna test that.” Cracked me up, tho—dark humor’s my jam.

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Then, I decide to grab some lunch. Hit up this little ramen joint on Shōwa-dōri. Best decision ever! I ordered the tonkotsu, and it was like a hug in a bowl. I’m slurping away, and this old dude next to me starts chatting. He’s all about the rice paddies and how they used to be everywhere. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Bro, I’m just here for the ramen.”

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