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But ugh, what pisses me off? Society judgin ‘em hard—callin ‘em dirty, like they ain’t human. Meanwhile, the dudes payin? No one bats an eye. Hypocrisy much? “It’s all so terribly heartless,” like Cathy’d say, watchin the world turn cold. Makes me wanna scream—give these girls a break, they’re out here survivin! I mean, some are probs dreamin of a “Far From Heaven” escape—new life, white picket fence, the works.

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First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri for my usual coffee fix. You know, the one that’s basically rocket fuel? I’m standin’ there, half-asleep, and this old dude starts talkin’ to me about the weather. Like, c’mon man, it’s Japan, it’s either rainin’ or it’s not. But he’s goin’ on about how the cherry blossoms are late this year. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, nature’s got its own schedule.”

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