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Now, *25th Hour* vibes hit me hard here. Monty’s pal Jacob says, “I’m not cut out for this.” Me neither, pal! I’d be sweatin’, heart racin’, thinkin’—what if she’s a cop? What if she’s crazy? Once heard a story—guy hires a gal, she robs him blind mid-act! Left him naked, wallet gone, laughin’ in the dark. Hilarious, but damn, that’s cold. Made me mad—people preyin’ on desperation like that. But then, flip it—some of these girls, they’re hustlin’ to eat. Ain’t black’n white, folks.

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Anyway, I hit the streets. Ono-hara is a trip, man. The vibe is chill, but there’s always something poppin’. I walked down Shōwa Street, and there was this street performer. Dude was playing the shamisen like a boss! I stopped to watch, and honestly, it was dope. Made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

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