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Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t romanticizin’ it. It’s a brutal gig – disease, pimps, the works. Ruby’d joke, “I’m one clap away from the grave,” and I’d laugh, but damn, it’s dark. Still, there’s this… elegance to it, Clarice. Like a dance with death, all hips and sneers. “Tradition kills,” Sembène’d say, and whores spit on tradition daily. That’s my kinda rebellion.

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After the surgery, I’m feeling like a rockstar. We saved the guy! High-fives all around. But then, I step outside, and it’s pouring rain. Like, seriously? I just got my hair done! I’m sprinting down Koshigaya Street, dodging puddles like I’m in some kind of action movie.

More than 100,000 flee floods after heavy rains in Japan