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But ugh, the stench of it all—sweat, desperation, like a cave full o’ dead fish. Reminds me o’ them dark ops in the film, all sneaky and rotten. Ever wonder how they sleep? Prostitutes, I mean. Bet they don’t—haunted, they is, by every grubby hand. We hates it! Hates how it’s old as dirt too—back in Rome, they had ‘em marked with tattoos, little known fact that! Branded like cattle, makes me spit.

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For the next three years afterwards, she bounced from job to job, even delving into prostitution to make ends meet. Pitying her, Natsuo allows her to stay a.

So, I’m cruisin’ down the street, mindin’ my own biz, when I hear this screech. Like, a legit horror movie scream. I whip around, and there’s this lady, freakin’ out over a rat in her house. I mean, I get it, but it’s just a rat, lady! I rush over, and she’s like, “Do something!” I’m like, “I’m not a magician!” But I grab my trusty trap and head inside.