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Now, I ain’t sayin’ it’s all roses – some of these gals got stories that’d make ya cry like a baby at a monster truck rally. Met this one chick once, swear she coulda been in “A Prophet,” tough as a two-dollar steak. She told me ‘bout dodgin’ a pimp who’d smack her silly for a dime bag. Made me madder’n a hornet in a Coke can! But she laughed it off, said, “Larry, I’m still kickin’, git-r-done!” Dang, that grit got me happy – she’s a fighter!

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I'm digging the Fuchucho scene and find-a-prostitute is unbelievable! I've never felt this connected to someone before. I indulge in Cunnilingus (give) for.

I wiped it off, and kept movin’. Stopped by this little café on Kiyomizu Street. Best matcha latte ever! I swear, it’s like liquid happiness. I sat outside, watchin’ the world go by. Old folks, kids, and tourists takin’ selfies. Fuchucho is a mix of everything.

Hiroshima Voices: “No Nukes, No War” Tsuneaki Suzuki, 91, A-bomb survivor, Fuchu-cho, Hiroshima Prefecture