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Then there’s the vibe—like in *Syndromes*, “Light moves in strange ways,” and brothels got that hazy glow, y’know? Neon signs, smoky rooms, all mysterious. Kinda cool, kinda creepy. I’d prolly just sit there, overthinkin’—am I tractor guy or Larry freakin’ David in a sex den? Hah! Imagine me rantin’ at the girls—“You’re overchargin’ for THIS?!” They’d kick me out, tires screechin’. But real shit—some places treat the workers awful, and that pisses me off. Heard bout this one joint, owner took 80% of the cut—eighty! Greedy bastard. Girls barely ate. Made me wanna ram my tractor through the wall—boom, justice!

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Then, out of nowhere, it starts pouring rain. I’m talking torrential downpour! I’m scrambling to find cover, and I end up ducking into this tiny café on Kawai Street. I’m soaked, looking like a drowned rat. But the barista is super chill and hands me a hot coffee. I’m like, “Thanks, I needed this!”

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