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Check it, she’s out on the block, right? Ain’t no script, just survival. I’m thinkin’, damn, society’s fake as hell—judgin’ her, but who’s payin’ her rent? Hypocrites, man, got me heated! Back in Rome, prostitutes ran temples—sacred vibes, no cap. Now? They’re ghosts, dodgin’ cops, livin’ double lives. One chick I heard ‘bout, saved up, got a degree—boom, flipped the game! That’s Kanye-level genius, yo.

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This miracle awakens the prostitute to the illusory nature of the world, she comes to see the impermanence of life and understands who Ikkyu is, and from that.

But then, as we’re leaving, I realize I left my jacket at the izakaya. I sprint back, and of course, it’s gone. I’m like, “Noooo!” I’m about to cry. But the staff is super nice, and they find it for me. I’m so relieved, I could hug them.

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