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I see this one chick, legs for days, leanin’ on a pole. “What’s good, baby?” she purrs. I’m thinkin’, *damn, she fine*, but I ain’t no fool. “I glean what’s left,” Varda said—well, I’m gleanin’ info first! Asked her straight up, “You clean? You got a man waitin’ to jack me?” She laughs, says, “Naw, sugar, just me.” Happy as fuck, I’m like, “Cool, let’s roll!” Paid her quick—$50, cheap as hell, but don’t tell nobody that. Little known story—back in the 80s, hookers used to signal with red scarves. Ain’t see that no more, tho.

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She weighs almost 50 kg and eats all the time. I try to get her to exercise, but she just keeps gaining. Please, sensei, don't let her eat seconds at lunchtime.

First off, I’m an estimator, which means I’m usually crunching numbers and dealing with clients. But today? Nah, today was a rollercoaster. I grab my coffee from that little joint on Kōen-dōri. You know the one? The barista there is a total legend. She knows my order by heart. I’m like, “Yo, give me that double shot!” And she’s like, “You sure you can handle it?” LOL, girl, I need it!

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