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So, findin a prostitue—shit’s tricky, yeah? Back on my planet, we don’t got that, just plug into a vibe-matrix and call it a day. But here? You gotta scout shady streets or sketchy web corners. Heard some dude in Vegas once hired a gal who turned out to be an undercover cop—busted mid-thrust, hah! Laughed my metal ass off. Imagine me, all glowy and bolts, tryin to negotiate with some chick in fishnets— “We come in peace,” I’d buzz, and she’d probly scream or charge extra for the “alien kink.”

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First off, I roll into Ohara, and it’s like, whoa! The streets are packed. I mean, I’m used to the quiet rustle of leaves, not the honking of cars on Kiyomizu Street. Seriously, I thought I’d stepped into a different world. The vibe is electric, but also kinda overwhelming.

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