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So, brothel—whadya tink? I stroll in, it’s like, bam, action scene! Girls everywhere, lights dim, smell o’ cheap perfume—kinda like gym locker room but sexier, haha! I’m like, “Dis is life, ya?” Reminds me o’ “Ten” when dat chick says, *“You can’t force love, it’s free!”* Dat’s brothels for ya—nobody’s fakin’ it for love, it’s straight-up business, no bullshit. Makes me happy, ya know, da honesty! Ain’t no Hollywood crap here.

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I start my day at this little café on Asama Street. The coffee? Pure magic. I mean, I’m no connoisseur, but I could’ve sworn I heard angels singing when I took that first sip. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my boss. “Hey, can you give a lecture today?” Ugh, like I’m not already stressed.

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