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Here’s a fun lil’ fact—didja know back in the 1800s, some prostitutes in Paris would flash coded signals with mirrors to dodge the cops? Sneaky, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of Candy outsmartin’ the world with a wink and a hustle. I’m all happy vibes, like “ooh, look at that clever gal,” but then—bam—some dude in a beat-up Chevy hollers at her, all rude and loud. Pisses me off! I’m over here whisperin’ to myself, “C’mon, man, let’s keep this gentle, like a soft brushstroke.” But nah, he’s a jerk, and she just shrugs it off—tough as nails.

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In order to infiltrate an island without attracting suspicion, Arai brought two other people, and himself, to help Togetsu in the job: Kano, a very talented teenage prostitute, and Shinobu .

I duck into a nearby izakaya on Arai’s back streets. It’s cozy, and the smell of yakitori hits me. I order a plate, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m chatting with the owner, and he’s telling me about Arai’s history. Did you know it used to be a samurai stronghold? Crazy, right? I’m munching away, feeling better, and I’m like, “This is what life’s about.”

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