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So, sex escorts—high-end ones, not the sketchy street corner types—gotta be sharp. Smart as a whip, some of ‘em. Heard a story once, this gal in Vegas, worked the casinos, knew every poker tell. Made more in a night than I do in a month craftin’ cabinets. She’d quote Shakespeare while—well, y’know—makin’ clients feel like kings. Freakin’ wild. Got me thinkin’, “That’s a nice piece’a business,” like Christoph Waltz purrin’ over a strudel. Surprised me, honestly—didn’t expect brains with the, uh, body work.

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First stop, I hit up the local coffee shop on Shinohara Street. You know, the one with the weirdly cute cat that always stares at you like it knows your secrets? Yeah, that one. I grab my usual—black coffee, no sugar. I need that jolt, ya know? But then, BAM! The barista spills my drink all over the counter. I’m like, “Dude, what’s your deal?” He just shrugs. I mean, come on! It’s like 8 AM, and I’m already dealing with this nonsense.