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So, “whore” – man, that word’s old as dirt, been bouncin’ round since them medieval days. Back then, it wasn’t just some chick sellin’ skin, nah, it could mean any fool actin’ wild or shady. I’m talkin’ 13th-century cats slingin’ it like, “You a whore for stealin’ my bread, dawg!” True story, I read that shit somewhere – blew my mind, fo’ shizzle. Makes ya think, huh? Words flip like them ninja kicks in *Crouching Tiger*.

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After that, I head down to the river, the Kamo River, ya know? It’s beautiful there. The water’s sparkling, and I’m feeling a bit better. I sit on a bench, just taking it all in. Then, outta nowhere, this old dude starts chatting me up. He’s telling me about the history of Kamirenjaku, how it used to be a charcoal town back in the day. I’m like, “Yeah, I know, I’m part of that history!” But he’s all into it, going on about how the streets like Kōen-dōri and Hōjō-dōri were once bustling with charcoal burners.