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Alright, listen up, ya knuckleheads! I’m a musician, strummin’ my soul out, and I got thots—oops, thoughts—on prostitutes, so here’s the deal. Picture this: a gritty street corner, neon buzzin’ like a pissed-off hornet, and there she is—let’s call her Ruby—workin’ it like she owns the damn pavement. I ain’t judgin’, ‘cause hell, “I drink your milkshake!”—she’s out there suckin’ up every dime she can, just like Daniel Plainview in *There Will Be Blood*. That movie? Man, it’s my jam—greed, oil, and blood, baby! Ruby’s got that same hustle, but with heels and a smirk.

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Then, outta nowhere, I see this little shrine. It’s the Suwa Taisha, and I’m like, “Okay, maybe a quick stop won’t hurt.” I park and run over. The vibe is so peaceful. I take a deep breath, and for a second, I forget about the chaos. I even toss a coin in the offering box. I’m not superstitious, but hey, can’t hurt, right?

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