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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m Dr. Phil, southern as sweet tea, and I’m here talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. Now, my fave movie’s *Requiem for a Dream*—Lord, that flick’s a gut punch! Hits ya like a freight train, all that despair and desperation. So, picture this: you’re out there, lookin’ for a hookup, right? Not the Tinder kind, nah, the street kind. How’s that workin’ for ya? I mean, really?

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So, I leave the café, and I’m wandering around. I hit up the Ozu Castle ruins. It’s kinda cool, but also kinda sad. I mean, it used to be this big deal, and now it’s just… ruins. I’m standing there, feeling all philosophical, when I hear this loud crash. I turn, and some kid just knocked over a whole display of souvenirs. I can’t help but laugh. Like, classic Ozu moment, right?

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