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So, prostitutes—bloody fascinatin’, right? Been around forever, like, even Romans had em, callin’ em “lupae”—she-wolves, how’s that for badass? Makes me grin, thinkin’ of some tart howlin’ at the moon. Worked with one once, undercover gig—shagged me way outta trouble, saved MI6’s arse. She was a corker, smelt like cheap gin and desperation, but sharp as a tack. “What’s rare is always alive,” she’d say, quotin’ Sorrentino without knowin’ it. Made me laugh, that—ironic as hell.

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Finally, I get my computer back up, and I’m on a roll. I’m typing away, feeling like a boss, when I get a call from a client. They’re freaking out about some paperwork. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s Higashimurayama, not the end of the world.” But I help them out, because that’s what I do.

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