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Now, picture me strollin’ in—nah, I wouldn’t, but if I did, I’d see it all. The johns, nervous as hell, the girls playin’ coy or bored outta their minds. One time, heard this wild tale—dude in Amsterdam’s red-light district paid extra just to cry on a hooker’s shoulder. Brothel’s a damn therapy session now? Hilarious, but sad too—humanity’s messed up, fam.

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So, we take a break. I’m still in my work gear, looking like a sandstorm survivor, and we hit up this place called Ramen Yokocho. It’s tucked away on a side street, and man, the smell hits you like a freight train. I order the spicy tonkotsu, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m slurping like there’s no tomorrow. Kenji’s laughing at me, but I don’t care. Best ramen ever!

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