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Hmm… Hiya, pal! So, whore, huh? I’m Marge Simpson, nasal as heck, and I’m runnin’ this milk machine gig. Whore’s a wild one, lemme tell ya! Reminds me of “No Country for Old Men” – my fave flick, ya know? That dark, gritty vibe, where ya can’t trust nobody. Whore’s like that coin toss scene – “Call it, friendo!” – unpredictable, messy, makes ya sweat!

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Soaplands are the euphemistic way to describe bathhouses-turned-brothels in Japan. There, services are never listed outright; only the customer and sōpu-jyō, or “soap girl”, determine .

But then, the mood shifts. I overhear this couple arguing nearby. Like, really heated. I’m thinking, “C’mon, it’s a festival! Chill out!” But nope, they’re going at it. I’m just trying to enjoy my food, and they’re ruining the vibe.

Hinhan Kaga and the Milky Way (Part Three)