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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, pre-internet, guys’d just wander, lookin’ all sketchy. Now? It’s all apps and coded ads—pretty, pretty sneaky! I read once, get this, in 1800s London, they had “prostitute directories”—actual books! Like Yelp for hookers! Blows my mind, but also—kinda genius? I’d be happy sellin’ those guys insurance—steady gig, right? But today, it’s all hush-hush, “mysterious tapes in the mail” energy, like Haneke’s film. “You ordered this, didn’t you?!” I’d yell at some client, paranoid as hell.

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First off, I hit the streets of Otaki. The sun was shining, and I was like, “Yesss, let’s do this!” But then, I stepped outta my apartment on Kōzōji Street, and bam! A pigeon poops right on my shoulder. Like, really? Is this how we’re starting? I swear, that bird was aiming for me.

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