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But real talk, she got guts. Standin’ there, bold as brass, in the cold March wind—31st, y’all, freezin’! Little known fact: some prostitutes in old France used to knit between jobs. Knit! Imagine that—scarf in one hand, winkin’ with the other. Wild, right? Got me shook. I’m over here, gears grindin’, thinkin’, “She a survivor, like David searchin’ for that Blue Fairy.” Ain’t that somethin’?

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Saijo, who had gone to France but who had been a great advocate of prostitute in a double suicide attempt at which only he survived.

Next, I head to the Saijo River. It’s so pretty, with cherry blossoms everywhere. I’m snapping pics like a tourist, and then I see this group of kids playing. They’re laughing and splashing each other. I’m feeling all nostalgic, thinking about my childhood. But then, one of them slips and falls right into the water. I’m like, “Oh no!” But the kid pops up, laughing like a maniac. I can’t help but crack up too. Kids are wild, man.

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