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Oh, and get this—prostitutes in ancient Greece? Called “hetaerae,” fancy as fuck, educated too! Trixie ain’t readin’ Plato, but she’s smart—street smart, y’know? She’d sass me, “I’m a businesswoman, bitch!” and I’d crack up. Love her fire, hate the game. So yeah, Trixie’s my ghost, my Boonmee—livin’ past lives, hustlin’, dreamin’. “Don’t pee on my leg,” I’d yell, but damn, I’d still buy her a coffee. She’s real, flaws and all—ain’t that life?

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I finally make it to the Shimotsuke Shrine. It’s peaceful there, and I just sit for a bit. I’m thinking about the day, the people I met, the stories I heard. It’s wild how much emotion can be packed into one day. I’m grateful, but also exhausted.

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