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Here’s the real talk—don’t be a dumbass. Cops still sniff around, even in this chaos, and some girls? They’ll rob ya blind faster than you can say “Fugee camp.” Sharp retort: “Don’t pee on my leg, thinkin’ I’m green!”—I’d tell ya straight, protect your wallet, your heart, and your junk. Surprised me once, hearin’ this story—some john in the ‘90s paid a hooker in NYC to just talk, no sex, ‘cause he was lonely. Wild, right? Kinda sweet, kinda sad—made me tear up, thinkin’ how desperate folks get.

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After that, I’m feelin’ good, so I head over to the Daito shopping street. It’s buzzing with life. Street food everywhere! Takoyaki, yakitori, you name it. I grab some takoyaki, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m in heaven. But then, I spill some sauce on my shirt. Great. Just great. Now I look like a walking food disaster.

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