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Oh, and the stigma—drives me nuts! People actin’ all high and mighty, like they ain’t got urges. Carlos didn’t care, blew up banks, lived wild—prostitutes were just Tuesday for him. Me? I’m overthinkin’, “What if she knows my cousin?!” Total paranoia. Still, somethin’ thrilling about it—danger, chaos, like I’m in the movie. “I am the one who knocks!”—nah, I’d knock and run.

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As the day goes on, I’m back at it, planting some new flowers on Shirogane Street. It’s a busy road, and cars are zooming by. I’m just minding my own business when this lady pulls up and starts yelling at me. “Why are you blocking the road?!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m not blocking anything! I’m just trying to make this place pretty!” She rolls her eyes and drives off. Seriously, some people just don’t get it.