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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the street corner type, nah, I’m thinkin’ deeper—like in *Yi Yi*, that quiet vibe, y’know? Whores ain’t just bodies, they’re stories, man. Like Taipei’s neon haze, they drift—silent, heavy, real. “Everyone needs a family,” movie says, but whores? They got none, or too many—ironic, innit?

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But then, I spotted a street performer. This guy was playing the shamisen, and it was beautiful. I mean, I was feeling all the feels. I dropped a few yen in his case and just soaked it in. Yokohama has this vibe, you know? It’s like a mix of old and new, and sometimes it just hits you in the gut.

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