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Alright, listen up, fam—deep breath—I’m Morgan Freeman, stylin’ this tale with a voice so smooth it could melt butter. We’re talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, y’all, and lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride. Picture this: streets hummin’ with life, shadows dancin’ like in *The Assassin*—you know, my fave flick from 2015, Hou Hsiao-hsien’s masterpiece. That movie’s got this vibe, right? Silent moves, sharp looks, every step heavy with meanin’. That’s how I see her—our girl out there, workin’ the night.

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Kure*. But 15 or 16 years ago a gambler and sailor, whose nickname was Ōtora, opened a Japanese devil cave in Victoria with four prostitutes, and Toraji.

I get home, and I’m just sitting there, thinking about my day. Kure’s got its quirks, for sure. The people, the food, the crazy weather. It’s wild, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I mean, where else can you harvest rice and then chow down on ramen while listening to stories about naval history?

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