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But—ugh—some stuff burns me. Cops hasslin’ ‘em, like they’re trash. Or pimps—slimy jerks—beatin’ ‘em down. Saw Jenny with a black eye once—nearly cried, man. She shrugged, “Part of the gig.” Tough as nails, that one. Reminds me of Varda’s potato lady—bent, but still growin’. Whores got stories—secret ones. Like, didja know medieval whores had guilds? Fuckin’ unions, man! Badass.

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After that, I thought, “Let’s hit up the Iwade City Museum.” I’ve never been, and I’m curious about the local history. So I’m wandering around, checking out the exhibits. There’s this one about the Edo period. Super cool stuff! But then, I overhear this old dude talking about how “back in his day, things were better.” Ugh, classic. I mean, dude, we’ve got sushi delivery now. What’s better than that?

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