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Heya buddy! So, like, I’m an insurance agent, right? But lemme tell ya bout somethin’ wild—findin’ a prostitute! Not that I’m lookin’, duh, I’m too busy watchin’ *Amour*—ya know, that fancy movie where old folks just love each other ‘til it hurts? “We’ve lived together for so long,” they say, all mushy-like. But anyway, prostitutes! I was walkin’ downtown, mindin’ my own biz, when BAM—this lady winks at me! I’m like, “Is mayonnaise an instrument?” ‘Cause I’m dumb like that, heh! She’s all, “You lookin’ for a good time?” and I’m thinkin’, “Whoa, this ain’t in my insurance handbook!”

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

In department stores, asking opinions on clothes/hairstyles/products. In cafés, asking for help with reading kanji on the phone. Or simply rocking up, being direct and telling someone you find .

First stop, my shop. It’s a cozy little place, filled with leather and the smell of glue. I love it. But today? Ugh. I had this customer, right? Total diva. She wanted custom shoes, but like, not just any shoes. No, she wanted them to be “unique.” I’m like, lady, you do realize I’m a shoemaker, not a magician, right?

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