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    HideoSatostoodinsideaheavily-vandalizedTeleplexboothnotfarfromThePuzzleinLondon’sDodsarea.Thetransparentenclosureoftheboothhadbeensurreptitiouslydecoratedwithsmalladvertisingpostcardsofmodifiedmalesandfemalespromisingtodeliverpervertedfantasiesforapricethatwouldnotbreakthebank.JustlikeTokyo,theYakuzathoughttohimself,thefleshpitsofShinjukuingaliveinhismind.Halfoftheboothhadbeensplashedwithaliquidthathadturnedbrownwithtime.Hideodidn’twanttohazardaguessastowhattheliquidwas.Hewasstilltooqueasyfromthebizarreeffectsofthesoundguntostomachsuchspeculation.AchillyUnionbreezewaftedupbelowthePerspexwallofthebooth.

    Outside,theJapanesegoonwiththedisfiguredface,stareddroopy-eyedintothefoggydistahoughmentallykeepingtrackoftheofficial-lookingblacklimothathadspiritedtheirquarryawaylikesomethingoutofaMafiamovie.Hideokhestoryofhisdisfigurementwell.ArivalganghadusedhisheadasthefirstpininaspecialgameofYakuzabowlihroughoutthehorrendousordealJuniiyagihadnottalked.ThatpieceofurbanlegendhadboughtMiyagirespectamongtheYakuzaranksandtolerahesorrystateofhismashed-upface.

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