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Anyway, we find one—skinny, twitchy, smokin’ a cig. I’m thinkin’, “This is costing me something.” She’s chargin’ double ‘cause it’s late. Buddy’s happy, I’m pissed—whole thing’s a racket. Costs more than my whiskey stash! And the smell—cheap perfume, like Sy Ableman’s cologne. Made me wanna puke. Little fact: some use baby powder to mask it. Doesn’t work, just smells like a powdered ass.

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When I asked my coworker how to get to Yoshiwara she said “go to Minowa station, then walk south”, which is exactly what my friends and I did on.

But then, just as I’m about to celebrate, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Kenji. He’s like, “Yo, did you hear about the accident on Kōen-dōri?” My heart drops. I’m like, “What?!” Apparently, some delivery truck flipped over, blocking the whole street. Great. Just great.

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