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In the end, it’s a deal—quick, messy, real. Ain’t no Hollywood glow, just raw shit. Like *Zodiac*, it’s the chase that hooks ya—the not-knowin’, the thrill. I’m drivin’ off, thinkin’, “Man, I’m no hero, just a guy.” And that’s it—findin’ a prostitute, Southern drawl style. Dr. Phil out, y’all—stay curious, keep diggin’!

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After lunch, we head to the Misasa Art Museum. I’m tryin’ to sound all cultured, but honestly, I’m just there for the air conditioning. It’s hot out! But the art? Wow. Some pieces are wild. I’m like, “What even is this?” But the tourists are lovin’ it. I’m just nodding along, pretending I get it.

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