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Look, whores ain’t saints, but who is? They’re scrappy, messy, human—way more than them greedy bastards up top! Little fact: in old France, they called ‘em “filles de joie”—girls of joy! Joy, my ass, more like warriors! I’m gettin’ hoarse screamin’ bout this, but damn, it’s truth! Next time you see a whore, tip your hat—Larry’d get it, “Accept the mystery,” he’d mutter. Me? I’m just fuckin’ proud they stick it to the man! Billionaires should not exist—whores should! Period!

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Then, I met up with my buddy Kenji. We hit up this little izakaya on Kiyokawa Street. Best place ever! We ordered way too much food. I mean, who needs that many edamame? But it was all good. We were laughing, talking about life, and then—bam!—the power went out. Like, seriously? In the middle of our feast?

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