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Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to talk prostitutes, ya hear me? Not just any hooker, but the whole damn deal—what’s it mean, what’s it feel like, all that jazz. Now, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout my favorite flick, *The Headless Woman*—Lucrecia Martel, 2008, total mind-bender—and it’s got me seein’ this in a freaky new light. That movie’s all about guilt, confusion, rich folks ignorin’ the mess they make—like, “I didn’t see anything,” she says, while the world’s fallin’ apart ‘round her. Kinda like how society treats prostitutes, right? We see ‘em, we don’t see ‘em—depends who’s payin’!

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Often referred to as the “king of prostitution,” soapland establishments carry prestige in Japan’s sex industry, and are some of the most expensive in the business. The required bath .

But then, I saw this street vendor selling the best yakitori. I couldn’t resist. I mean, who can? I grabbed a skewer, and it was like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I was happy again! But then, I realized I had no napkins. So, I ended up with sauce all over my face. I must’ve looked ridiculous.

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