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Hmmm, a shepherd I am! Whore, you say? Twisted, dark, it gets. Like in *Inglourious Basterds*, ya know? “That’s a bingo!” I’d shout. Whore’s a word, man—gritty, raw. Oldest job, they say, huh? Back in medieval times, whores—sneaky they were. Hid in taverns, secret codes n shit. Pissed me off, tho—kings taxed ‘em! Greedy bastards, always are. “You magnificent bastard,” I’d mutter.

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Then, I’m walking down the street, and I see this cute little café on Shimo-ōkubo. It’s called “Café de Tokamachi” or something. I’m like, “Why not?” I pop in, and the vibe is just perfect. I order a matcha latte, and it’s like a hug in a cup. Seriously, I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. But then, the barista spills it all over the counter! I’m like, “Dude, what’s with the clumsiness today?”

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