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But den, she laughs, all chill, and I’m like, “Okay, dis is fun!” Reminds me of dat scene in *Blue* where dey’re just talkin’, connectin’, ya feel me? I’m all happy now, ‘cause it’s not just business—it’s human, raw, messy. I ask her, “You ever seen dat flick?” She’s like, “Nah, Arnie, I don’t do subtitles,” and I’m crackin’ up, thinkin’, “Dis chick’s a riot!” Little secret: some prositutes—sorry, prostitutes—got wild stories, like one I heard who paid her way through art school drawin’ nudes. Ain’t dat badass?

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My headcanon of Nemuno Sakata: Haggard, hermitlike and can get cranky. Makes her living as a huntress. Speaks in a raspy voice. The.

Next up is this dude named Kenji. He’s a total fashionista. We’re supposed to hit up the Sakata City Shopping Center. But he’s like, “Nah, let’s go to the local market instead.” I’m thinking, “Dude, I’m not a tour guide!” But whatever, I’m here to please.

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