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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially whores. So, this one time, talkin’ bout whores, right? Reminds me of *The Pianist*—Polanski’s flick, my fave. That scene where Szpilman’s hidin’, starvin’, playin’ air piano like a ghost? Whores got that vibe—hollow, desperate, sellin’ soul for scraps. “I hate everything,” I mutter, watchin’ ‘em strut. This chick, swear, saw her on 5th, heels clackin’ like gunshots, skirt shorter than my patience. Made me mad—why? ‘Cause she’s out there, freezin’, while I’m eatin’ bacon in peace. Ain’t fair, but who cares?

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An exhibition featuring works created by teen girls and other women who have been exploited in the sex industry including through "enjo kosai," or compensated dating, and so-called "JK.

Then, I get another call. This lady is freaking out. “My cat is stuck in a tree!” I’m like, “Lady, this ain’t a fire department!” But I can’t just leave her hangin’. So, I’m like, “Okay, where you at?” She’s on Hama Street, and I’m like, “I’ll send someone.” I mean, who knew Kosai had a cat rescue squad?

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