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Amidst the bustling streets of Ikebukuro, a man in a crisp suit seeks solace in the most unorthodox of ways. Hidden in the corner of a cramped, windowless stall, he whips out his phone, the screen casting an eerie glow on his face. With a swift, practiced motion, he unzips, freeing his rock-hard cock. He angles the camera just so, capturing every inch of his length, every vein pulsing with need. The sound of his hand working his flesh fills the tiny space, punctuated only by his ragged breaths, as he races towards his climax.