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Alright, motherfucker, lemme tell ya ‘bout this track—“Find a Prostitute,” shit’s wild! I’m sittin’ here, music editor Samuel L. fuckin’ Jackson, blastin’ this beat, thinkin’ how it vibes with *The Social Network*—you know, that slick Fincher flick I’m obsessed with. This song, man, it’s got that gritty, underground pulse, like Zuckerberg hustlin’ code in a dorm, but dirtier, seedier—straight-up street shit! “I’m gonna make him an offer he can’t refuse”—nah, motherfucker, this ain’t no Harvard deal, it’s a back-alley hustle, cash for ass, raw as hell!

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I decide to wander around, check out the temples. There’s this one, Jikoji Temple, up on a hill. I’m like, “Sure, let’s climb another mountain.” I get to the top, and it’s peaceful. I’m thinkin’, “This is nice.” But then, I see a bunch of tourists taking selfies. Ugh. I mean, come on! Can’t a shepherd enjoy some quiet? I roll my eyes and try to sneak past them.

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