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Been thinkin’—prostitution’s old as dirt. Oldest job, they say—truth! Ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em “lupae”—she-wolves, how badass is that? Rarrgh! Growlin’ at the moon, takin’ no shit. Makes me happy, y’know, that grit. But pisses me off too—some johns treat ‘em like trash. Fuck that noise! “Ain’t no peace in this life,” like Jesse said. Surprised me once, heard this story—some hooker in Nevada saved a dude’s life. Guy choked on a burger, she Heimliched him—boom, hero!

Cape Manazuru

So, I get to work, right? I’m measuring, cutting, and all that jazz. And then, outta nowhere, I drop the glass. It shatters everywhere! I’m like, “Noooo!” Glass pieces are flyin’ like confetti. Mrs. Tanaka gasps, and I’m just standin’ there, mortified. I mean, who knew glass could be so dramatic? I’m sweatin’ bullets, but she just laughs. “It’s okay, young man. More tea?” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” Best tea ever, by the way.

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