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Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—smug mischief god! “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” yeah? So, let’s chat bout findin a prostitute, right? Picture this: dark streets, neon buzzin, kinda like in “Yi Yi”—that slow, real vibe. Edward Yang’d get it—life’s messy, quiet, but loud underneath. I’m strollin, thinkin—where’s the fun, the chaos? Then bam, there she is—red heels, smirkin like she owns me already. “A one and a two,” I mutter—perfect timing, eh?

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After a few hours of bustin’ my butt, I finally get a break. I head to the park near Obu Station. It’s a nice spot, with cherry blossoms and all that jazz. I plop down on a bench, and guess what? I see a couple of old dudes playin’ shogi. They’re so into it, it’s like a battle of wits. I’m just munchin’ on my onigiri, watchin’ them go at it.

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