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Anyway, back to hookers—prostitutes, whatever. You gotta know the streets, right? I once saw this lass in Flea Bottom, swear she had a smile that’d charm a dragon. Paid her double just to hear her laugh—pathetic, I know. Made me happy, tho. Then there’s the dodgy ones—filthy, grabby, made me wanna puke. One time, this wench tried nickin’ me purse! I was ragin’, shoutin’, “I’m not a bloody fool!” Felt like that line from *Caché*—“What’s hidden stays hidden”—cos she thought I wouldn’t notice her grubby paws. Ha! I drink and I *see* things, ya daft cow.

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As the sun sets, I’m heading home, and I can’t help but smile. Shimotsuke, you crazy city, you’ve got my heart. Even with the traffic, the steep ramps, and the tripping, I wouldn’t trade this job for anything. It’s a wild ride, but it’s MY wild ride. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

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