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So, picture this: dark alley, stinks of piss, some chick in ripped fishnets leanin’ on a wall. She’s smokin’ a cheap cig, eyes dead, calculatin’ every move. I respect that hustle, that survival. She’s not cryin’ about fate—she’s playin’ the game. Like Monty said, “Champagne wishes, thirty white bitches”—ha! These girls ain’t dreamin’ of champagne, tho. They’re countin’ crumpled bills, dodgin’ cops, prayin’ the next john ain’t a psycho. That’s the real shit, the grit I get.

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Then, I get a text from my buddy. He’s like, “Yo, let’s hit up the izakaya later!” I’m down! So, I head over to the izakaya on Yamato-dori. It’s packed! We’re eating yakitori, drinking sake, and just having a blast. I’m telling stories about my day, and everyone’s cracking up.

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