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Hmm… Oh honey, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes! Nasal nagging kicks in—prostitutes, huh, what a gig! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout Memento, ya know, my fave flick. “I can’t remember to forget you”—ha! That’s what a john prolly says after a night! These gals, they’re like Lenny, livin backwards, chasin cash instead’a memories. Worked as a psych prof in Russia—ooh, fancy me!—and I seen some stuff, lemme tell ya. Prostitutes ain’t just streetwalkers, nope, some got stories wilder than Homer’s donut dreams!

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Finally, I wrap up my investigation. I’m exhausted, but I can’t shake the feeling that something’s off. I drive back through Neietsu, the streets feeling heavier than before. I pass by the Han River, and it’s beautiful, but I’m too wired to appreciate it. I need a drink.