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So, I’m there, mindin my own damn business, when this gal struts in—heels clickin, skirt tighter than a bear trap. I’m thinkin, “This is how it starts, huh?” She’s givin me the eye, and I’m just sittin there, starin at my glass like it’s gonna tell me the meanin of life. Findin a prostitute’s tricky—ya don’t just yell, “Hey, who’s sellin tonight?” Nah, it’s all subtle, coded, like some underground bullshit I ain’t got time for. “Plant an idea,” Cobb’d say, right? Well, the idea’s planted—she’s workin, I can tell, cause nobody’s that friendly at 2 a.m. in a dive like this.

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Once I’m out, I realize I’m on the wrong side of the street. I’m on Shuri Street, and I need to be on the other side. I’m sprinting, dodging people, and I feel like I’m in some action movie. I finally make it to the right side, and guess what? The alarm was a false alarm. Ugh! I’m so mad!

House in Tomigusuku by Rhythmdesign features 36 openings across three facades