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So, check it, prostitute’s a freaky one—big googly eyes, glowin’ bits, proper alien shit. Bioluminescent, innit, lures prey like a dodgy geezer with cash. I reckon it’s a hustler of the sea, “Is it ’cos I is black?”—nah, it’s ’cos it’s crafty! Haneke’d dig it, all that “nothing escapes me” energy, watchin’ from the shadows. Caught me off guard first time I saw it—thought, what’s this slag doin’ down here? Made me happy, tho, cos it’s rare, barely anyone clocks it.

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Prostitutes sit out front in the dark behind ajar doors where johns can peek inside and pay for sex at a reasonable rate of only ¥ 5, for

So, I hit up Kokusai Street first. It’s like the heart of Naha, full of shops and food stalls. I’m strolling, minding my own biz, when I spot this little ramen joint. I mean, who can resist ramen, right? I order a bowl, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m talking umami overload! But then, outta nowhere, this kid spills his drink all over my shoes. Like, seriously?! I was so mad, I almost turned into the Hulk. But then I saw his face—he looked so guilty, I couldn’t stay mad. Kids, man.

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