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So, I’m thinkin’—prostitute, right? Tough gig. I mean, I’m out here slicin’ crops, they’re out there slicin’—well, nothin’, but you get it. Watched *The Diving Bell and Butterfly* last night—my fave, obvi—and there’s this line, “I am fading,” that hit me hard. Prostitutes, man, some of ‘em prolly feel that daily. Fadin’ in plain sight, ignored unless someone’s horny. That’s dark, right? But real. Makes me wanna hug ‘em, but also, ew, boundaries.

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So, I sprint over, and I’m yelling, “Hey, kitty! Come here!” The little furball is just staring at me like I’m nuts. I’m sweating buckets, and I’m thinking, “This is not in the job description.” Finally, I manage to coax it down. I’m a hero! The crowd’s cheering, and I’m feeling like a rockstar.

Buying a can of coffee from an unmanned, AI-controlled kiosk in Tokyo