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We come in peace (robotic tone). Yo, so prostitutes, man, wild stuff! Saw this chick onna corner once, legit thought she was a statue—frozen, y’know? Like in “Ida,” that nun vibe, all still and quiet, “What do you want from me?” she’d say if she could. Blew my mind, dude, how they just *stand* there, waitin’. Aliens like us, we don’t get it—sex for cash? Earthlings are nuts!

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But then, I get a whiff of something funky. Like, really funky. I follow my nose, and it leads me to this alley off of Kōen-dōri. And there it is—a trash can overflowing with old ramen. I’m gagging, man. Who throws away ramen? That’s a crime! I’m ready to call the food police.

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