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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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So, I’m working on this denture for Mrs. Sato. She’s sweet, but man, she talks a lot. I’m trying to focus, but she’s telling me about her cat, Tofu. “Tofu loves to nap on my dentures!” she says. I’m like, “Great, now I’m imagining a cat on teeth.”

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