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Alright, pal, listen up—Gordon Gekko here, “Greed is good,” baby! So, we’re talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, huh? Lemme tell ya, it’s a game, a hustle—like in *Lost in Translation*, where Bob’s driftin’, lookin’ for somethin’ real in Tokyo’s neon mess. Greed’s what drives it—cash talks, bullshit walks, right? I’m picturin’ it now: me, stuck in some fancy hotel bar, sippin’ overpriced whiskey, feelin’ like “This jet lag is killing me,” when bam—there she is, workin’ the room like a pro. Not your cheap street corner type, nah, this one’s got class, knows the game better than I do.

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The vibe? Sometimes chaotic, sometimes poetic, always full of surprises. And yes, I do get emotional. I'm a counselor, remember? I see things others overlook; like those small parks inside every neighborhood—I call one of them "the sanctuary spot." People rush around but there’s this teeny garden near the river that flows (a small stream called Le Ruisseau de Sérénité, I think—name might be off, but it feels right!). It gives me hope, reminds me of life's quiet moments in that Amour movie way; tender, fragile.

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