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Dangers tho—bloody endless. Pimps beatin’ ‘em, johns ghostin’ with no pay. Heard this yarn—girl in Amsterdam, 1970s, got locked in a flat, escaped through a bleedin’ window! Mad, right? Surprised me how they survive it. Me, I’d rather dodge bullets than that chaos. “It’s my fault, I’m hateful,” Margaret says—wonder if they feel that, carryin’ shame for livin’.

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Or was Masuda Sayo just a prostitute and she herself didn't even know about it? Are geisha outside of major districts (idk how to call them.

Anyway, I shake it off and head to the Masuda Park. It’s a beautiful spot, right? Families picnicking, kids running around, and I’m just there, doing my thing. I start climbing this old ginkgo tree. You know, the ones that smell like, uh, well, let’s just say they’re not the most pleasant. But hey, it’s my job, right?

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