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I’m vibin’, thinkin’—brothels got soul, man. Gritty, raw, unfiltered—like my beats. “Memory is a mirror,” *Tabu* says—reflects all the messy shit we hide. Surprised me, tho—some spots treated girls good, fed ‘em, housed ‘em. Others? Slave vibes—makes me wanna punch walls. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but fuck it—I’d burn them shitholes down myself! Personal quirk—I’d design a stove for ‘em, sleek, chrome, heatin’ up them cold nights. Yeezy touch, baby!

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[STARS] Suzu Honjo - They let you do a real job in the back-op! The esthetic salon of prostitution that makes you give a nipple torture hand.

Then, I headed to the Honjo Railway Station. I had to catch a train to meet some friends. I was running late, of course. I sprinted to the platform, and just as I got there, the train doors closed. I was like, “Are you kidding me?!” I could’ve sworn the train was laughing at me.

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