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Picture this—me, cruisin’ the block, lookin’ for a vibe. Ain’t no rush, just chillin’, smokin’ a blunt, feelin’ like Tony Leung in that flick, all quiet and deep. “In the mood for love,” I mutter, watchin’ the neon lights flicker. Then bam—there she is, short skirt, heels clickin’ like a damn metronome. I’m like, “Fo’ shizzle, she’s the one,” but I play it cool, ya know? Gotta be smooth like Chow Mo-wan, not some thirsty fool.

The price tags and perils of being a prostitute in Shinjuku

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First off, I hit up the local coffee shop on Nakagawacho. You know, the one with the weirdly cute barista? Yeah, her name’s Yuki. She always has this smile that could light up a room. I ordered my usual—black coffee, no sugar. I’m not a kid, right? But then, she hands me this cup with a heart drawn in the foam. I’m like, “Yuki, you’re trying to make me fall in love with my coffee?”

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