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I’m ramblin’, but hear me—prostitute’s a puzzle. Sexy, sure, but tough as nails. Makes me think, sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee—what’d I do in their shoes? Prob’ly suck at it, haha! They got guts, tho—way more’n most. Like Malik, climbin’ that ladder, blood on his hands. “You’re marked now,” they said—prostitute’s marked too, but they own it. That’s the fire I dig—untamed, messy, real.

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This article describes Japanese corporate and state involvement in the development of the South Korean sex industry in the early s. It suggests kisaeng.

First off, I hit up this little coffee shop on Hiroo Dori. You know the one? The one with the cute barista who always forgets my order? Yeah, that one. I’m like, “Yo, I’ll take my usual!” And she’s like, “What’s that again?” Ugh, I could’ve screamed. But whatever, I just laughed it off. Got my coffee, finally, and it was bomb. Like, seriously, I could swim in that stuff.

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