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She’s got stories, tho—little known shit. Like, back in the day, prostitutes in Paris ran secret bars durin’ wars, slingin’ drinks and info to soldiers. Badass, right? Makes ya wonder what she’s hidin’ behind that smirk. “The whale’s eye sees all,” I’d tell her, riffin’ off the movie, and she’d just roll her eyes, like, “You’re extra, Drizzy.” Love that sass, keeps it real.

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A book based on 'Shinimone Strike' where a bunch of Japanese prostitutes protested for better working conditions in

Then, I decide to stroll down to the Murata River. It’s beautiful, right? Cherry blossoms everywhere, and I’m feelin’ all zen. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, chasing a soccer ball. He kicks it, and BAM! Right into the river. I’m like, “Dude, your ball’s gone!” But he just shrugs and runs off. Kids these days, man. No attachment to their stuff.

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