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But here’s the kicker—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ and pickin’. Nah, it’s a game, man! You gotta read ‘em, dodge the fakes—some’ll rob ya blind. One time, this gal tried slippin’ my wallet—jokes on her, I ate her pride with a side of chianti! Okay, not really, but I scared her off good. “You’re all alone, aren’t you?” I said, quotin’ Royal—worked like a charm.

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Anyone with real experiences dealing with yakuza? Just curious--throwaway accounts accepted (ha not like Japanese police would find you anyways).

But then, I hear this loud music. I look over, and there’s a beach party poppin’ off. I’m like, “Why wasn’t I invited?” So, I stroll over, and they’re super chill. They hand me a drink, and suddenly I’m part of the crew. We’re dancing, laughing, and I forget all about my day’s craziness.

Crash survivor: “I watched them drop off the cliff.”