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Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—yep, them ladies of the night! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout my fave flick, *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*, ya know, that slow-burn masterpiece by Nuri Bilge Ceylan. “The night is long, my friend,” like they say in the movie—perfect for whores, right? Endless dark, endless hustle. Me, Gordon Gekko, dental tech by day, greed-is-good kingpin by vibe, I see whores different. Greed is good, man—it’s their fuel! They’re out there grindin, makin cash, no shame, no bullshit.

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Your mom's a whore. What? Your sweat smells like piss. Your mom's not Obu Obu,” revealing that both his first and last names were Obu.

So, I chugged my coffee and raced to the lumberyard. It’s on Shinkai-dōri, right by the river. The view there is sick, man. You got the river glistening, and the mountains in the back. But today? Nah, it was all about the chaos. I get there, and it’s like a scene from a bad movie. Logs everywhere, and my boss, Mr. Tanaka, is yellin’ like a madman. “Get it together, guys!”

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