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Right, so I’m cruisin’—not space, mind ya, but dodgy backstreets. Neon lights flashin’, smells like cheap booze and regret. This lass, she’s standin’ there, all sass, fishnets ripped—like she’s a groupie waitin’ for Zeppelin to roll thru. I’m like, “Oi, love, you got that stardust vibe!” She laughs, probs thinkin’ I’m bonkers, but I’m seein’ it—cosmic wisdom, innit? Prostitutes been round since forever—fact is, ancient Babylon had temple prossies, sacred as priests! Wild, eh?

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Finally, I get to the meeting, and it’s a total circus. My partner, Kenji, shows up late. He’s all flustered, like he just ran a marathon. Turns out he got lost on the way. I mean, c’mon, it’s Ikedacho! It’s not that big! We’re supposed to be discussing some big project, but all we can talk about is how he ended up on the wrong side of town. Classic Kenji, right?

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