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So, I’m in Soho—grimy streets, neon buzzin’. This bird, right, she’s leanin’ on a lamppost, skirt hiked up. I’m thinkin’, “What’s her play?”—all theatrical, like Caden Cotard’s mad life. I saunter over, grin sharp as a blade. “Fancy a mischief?” I ask, all charm. She laughs—rough, smoky, real. “Tenner for a quickie,” she says. Tenner! I’m gobsmacked—thought it’d be pricier, ya know?

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First off, I hit up the local coffee shop on Chuo-dori. Best coffee in town, no joke. I’m sippin’ my brew, thinkin’ about the day ahead, when BAM! This dude spills his drink all over my work boots. Like, c’mon man! I’m tryin’ to start my day right here! I just laughed it off, though. Gotta keep it chill, right?

Battered and bruised, but still 4-time winner