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I sidle up to her, all cool, “Fancy a martini, love?” She laughs, says, “In here? You’re mad.” I’m lovin it—her sass, her vibe. Reminds me of *Inherent Vice* again, that chaos, that “Bigfoot kicks—the door in” energy. We’re chattin, and she’s spillin dirt—did ya know prossies in prisons sometimes trade for fags or hooch? Wild shit. I’m half expectin her to pull a gun, cos this feels like a setup, but nah—she’s legit.

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Women past their prime in the pleasure quarters would become either maids or some other sort of helper in the quarter, or end up in prostitution. For a sick.

But then, this random guy at the bar starts talking to us. He’s super loud and kinda annoying. Like, dude, we’re just trying to enjoy our drinks! He’s going on about how he’s a “sake connoisseur.” I’m like, “Bro, it’s just sake.”

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