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Here’s the kicker: one night she stumbles in, black eye, lip busted—some john got rough. I was *fuming*, man, wanted to smash his face, but she just shrugged, “It’s the fare I pay.” Another *Ten* line, hit me hard. Made me sad as fuck—greed’s good ‘til it ain’t, ya know? She still worked the next day, tougher than me on my worst hangover. Gotta hand it to her, balls of steel. Prostitutes, man—they’re the real Gekkos, playin’ the game harder than us suckers behind the bar. Next round’s on me if ya ask about her again!

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Two beautiful sisters named Yui and Rei were very popular in this district. Their only pleasure in life was gazing at cherry blossoms while sitting underneath a large cherry blossom on top of .

So, I’m munching on my remaining onigiri, and I hear this commotion. Turns out, there’s a street performer on the corner of Kakegawa Road. This dude was juggling flaming torches! I mean, who does that? I was half impressed, half terrified. Like, bro, one slip and you’re toast. But hey, the crowd loved it. I was laughing, cheering, and thinking, “Man, I should try that.” Spoiler: I won’t.

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