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What gets me—happy, sad, all at once—is the grit. These folks, they’re fighters. Like Jack twistin’ rodeo bulls—danger’s their game. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, thinkin’—could I do it? Hell no! Takes guts. And yeah, I’m ramblin’—so what? It’s real talk. Prostitution’s messy, human, raw—like life. “There ain’t no secret to it,” Ennis’d say. Just people, makin’ do. Whaddya think—am I nuts?

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So, I’m rollin’ down Roppongi Street, right? The vibe is wild. Tourists everywhere, takin’ selfies like they’re in a movie. I’m just tryin’ to get to my spot near the waterfront. You know, where the boats chill and the view of Rainbow Bridge is sick. But nah, I hit a snag. Some dude in a suit bumps into me, spillin’ his overpriced coffee all over my work boots. Like, c’mon man, I’m just tryna make a livin’ here!

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