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I get all randy thinkin’ ‘bout her swagger, but then—bam!—this geezer tries rippin’ her off, and I’m fumin’, man! I wanna clock him, shoutin’, “Oi, ya wanker, hands off my Foxy!” She just laughs, cool as a cucumber, and sorts him out with a flick of her ciggy. That’s my girl—tough as nails, sharper than a bleedin’ totem spin. Makes me happy, seein’ her own the scene, not takin’ no guff. Surprised me too—heard once she stitched up a punter’s trousers with him still in ‘em! Crafty minx, yeah?

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This article develops the notion of the transpacific underground as method to engage the history of migrant sex workers and understand it from a carceral space.

But then, I realized I had to get back home. I was exhausted, but I took the long way back, wandering through the streets. I passed by the Hirakawa City Hall and thought about how much I love this place. It’s quirky, it’s beautiful, and it’s home.

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