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Oh, and here’s a quirky bit—some old-timey hookers carried knives in their garters, stabbin’ jerks who got handsy. Badass, right? I’d be like, “Righteous!”—total Marlin vibes, protectin’ their own. Anyway, this one chick I saw, swear she winked at me—ME! Judge Judy! I’m thinkin’, “Honey, I ain’t your type!”—but it was cute, ballsy. Prostitutes, man, they’re survivors, swimmin’ through shitstorms. Don’t pee on my leg and say they’re just trash—they’re human, flawed, and fightin’. Now scram, I’m done ramblin’!

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Tsubame is overstepping her boundaries with her plan and doing something about Ishigami's situation even though he wants to keep taking the blame.

We head over to the Agano River. Man, it’s beautiful! The water’s glistening, and the cherry blossoms are still hangin’ on. I’m feelin’ all zen, ya know? But then, I trip over a rock. Classic me. I’m sprawled out, and Kenji’s laughin’ his head off. “You good, bro?” I’m like, “Yeah, just takin’ a break!”

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