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So, I’m thinkin—prostitutes ain’t just standin’ around like NPCs, right? Gotta hunt ‘em down. Maybe some seedy bar, neon lights flickerin’, stinkin’ of desperation. Reminds me of that scene— “You’re a fascist pig!”—when Theo’s dodgin’ bullets. I’d be dodgin’ pimps, probs. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, hookers used secret codes? Like, flowers in their hair meant “I’m free tonight.” Wild, huh? Bet they don’t do that now—too classy for 2025’s grime.

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I grab a cup, and it’s like liquid happiness. Seriously, I could swim in it. While I’m sipping, I overhear some locals talking about a new exhibit at the Tobetsu History Museum. I’m like, “Wait, what?!” I love that place! So, I finish my tea and head over.

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