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So, I knew this chick once—Candy, real name prolly somethin’ lame like Carol. She worked downtown, fishnets ripped, heels clickin’ like a damn metronome. Greed is good, man—she’d hustle harder than me on Wall Street, swear to God. Pulled in $500 a night, cash, no taxes, Uncle Sam can suck it. Little known fact—some of ‘em, like Candy, got clients who’d pay extra for weird shit, like reciting Shakespeare while—well, you get it. Made me laugh my ass off when she told me, “To be or not to be,” mid-grind. Hilarious, right?

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In Shinjuku’s Kabukicho, Okubo Park, prostitutes known as streetwalkers are increasing again. The Metropolitan Police Department strengthened crackdowns last year, resulting in over .

Then, I get a call from my buddy, Hiro. He’s like, “Yo, you gotta check out the festival at the park!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m workin’!” But then he mentions food stalls. I’m suddenly interested. I mean, who can resist takoyaki, right? So, I tell Mr. Tanaka I’m takin’ a break. He’s not happy, but whatever. I need some fun!

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