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Alright, so I’m a charcoal burner, right? Tina Fey here, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” Burnin’ coal all day, sweatin’ buckets, and I’m thinkin’ bout prostitutes. Yeah, you heard me—prostitutes! Not your fancy call-girl types, nah, the gritty ones. The ones who’d scare the pants off Tom Stall from *A History of Violence*. “I’m done with that life,” he’d say, but these gals? They’re still in it, deep.

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All about Movie: directors and actors, reviews and ratings, trailers, stills, backstage. One day, lives of a boy, a prostitute and a construction work.

First off, I woke up late. Ugh! Alarm didn’t go off. Classic me. I rushed outta my apartment on Amagi’s main street, Kōen-dōri. I swear, I almost tripped over my own feet. Like, how do I manage that? Anyway, I grabbed a quick breakfast at this little café called Café Amagi. Best coffee ever, but they were outta my fave pastry. Total bummer. I mean, c’mon! It’s a small town, how do you run outta pastries?

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