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But, ugh, the smell—stale beer and desperation? Gross af. I’m, like, “This ain’t glamorous, hunny!” I wanted drama, not stank. Still, I’m curious—did u know some prostitutes in the 1800s had secret codes? They’d wink twice or some shiz to signal clients. I’m dying, that’s so extra! I’m, like, “Teach me, queen!” She’s all, “Nah, u too loud,” and I’m cackling—me, loud? Totes fair.

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I set up my booth, right by the Uenohara City Hall. It’s a nice spot, but the sun is blazin’. I’m sweatin’ like a pig. And then, boom! My first customer, this dude, he’s all hyped about my live ads. I’m like, “Yeah, man, let’s do this!” But then he starts haggling. Like, dude, I’m not a flea market!

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