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I reckon it’s the ocean’s pimp—runnin’ the show, takin’ no shit. Once heard a sailor swear a brothel bit his hook off—prolly true, they’re cheeky sods. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet my last coin it’d outdrink me. “Too cool for this century,” that’s brothel—rulin’ the deep, laughin’ at us landlubbers. Next time you’re fishin’, toast the bastard—it’s earned it!

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Masuda's story on the other hand depicts her own inspirational story of surviving the world of prostitution and poverty. In the prologue of the.

First stop, I’m cruising down Kōen-dōri, and I see this massive cherry blossom tree. I mean, it’s like the tree of life or somethin’. I’m all pumped to check it out. But then, BAM! A freakin’ pigeon dive-bombs me! Like, dude, chill! I’m just here to admire nature, not get attacked by feathered ninjas.

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