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About Bristol

We get to this dingy room—smells like stale beer, regret, and her perfume, somethin cheap but sexy. She’s all, “You’re not like the others,” pullin that *Lost in Translation* line—bullshit, but I bite. I’m thinkin, *This is my Tokyo, my fleeting connection.* Greed’s hummin—wantin more than I paid for, pushin limits. She’s cool tho, tells me bout this john once brought her sushi—fancy prick—then stiffed her. We laugh, I’m like, “Sushi guy’s a dick, I’m cash upfront!”

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I’m laughing so hard, I nearly spill my drink. The guy’s belting out some old school tune, and I’m thinking, “This is the highlight of my week.” But then, it gets weird. Some random woman starts dancing on the table. Like, full-on dance battle with the karaoke dude. I’m just sitting there, mouth agape, thinking, “What even is my life right now?”

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