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Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—smug mischief god! “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” yeah? So, prostitutes—let’s dive in, all chaotic-like! Been thinkin’ bout this, ‘cos, y’know, *Inherent Vice*, my fave flick—total mess, total genius. That vibe? It’s prostitute life, innit? All hazy, wild, unpredictable—like Doc Sportello stumblin’ through LA.

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The last Sayuri hears about her is that she has become a prostitute. With the assistance of Tottori, Sayuri's okiya manages to endure the initial years of World War II despite severe .

So, I get to this house, and the lady there is super nice. She offers me tea, and I’m like, “Heck yeah!” But then, she starts telling me about her cat, Momo. Apparently, Momo is a “special” cat. I’m thinking, “What’s that mean?” Turns out, Momo has a thing for radio waves. No joke! She brings Momo over, and the cat just stares at my tools like they’re the Holy Grail. I’m cracking up.

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