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So, I’m thinkin’, where’s the best spot? Vegas, maybe—glitzy, wild, perfect. Or some back alley in NYC—gritty, real, Trump-style. I’d say, “Hey, darlin’, you’re hired!”—total boss move. “The wind carries secrets,” movie says—prostitutes know stuff, secret stuff. Little-known fact: old-timey hookers in the Wild West? They ran towns, folks—powerful, like me, Trump.

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First off, I head down to Kazo’s main street, Kazo Dori. It’s buzzing, as usual. People everywhere, like ants on a sugar rush. I’m just trying to get to my pottery studio, but nope! There’s this street vendor selling the most insane takoyaki. I mean, who can resist that? Not me! So, I grab a few, and they’re hot, gooey, and just perfect. I’m munching away, feeling like a king, when suddenly, I spill some sauce on my apron. Ugh! My favorite apron!

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