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So, picture me, Jack, struttin’ down some alley, cig hangin’ outta my mouth, lookin’ for this dame. I spot her—legs for days, eyes sharp like No-Face sizin’ me up. “Hey, honey,” I growl, “you lost, or you found me?” She smirks, says somethin’ slick—prolly thinks I’m a nutcase. Makes me laugh, y’know? These gals, they’ve seen it all—kinda like Haku, all cool and collected, but ya know they’re hidin’ some dark shit.

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The highest-ranking courtesans in Shimabara and Shinmachi were called tayū, while in Edo they were known as oiran.

Once I’m done, I head to the Shimabara Fish Market. I’m starving, and the smell of fresh seafood is calling my name. I grab some sashimi, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m in heaven! But then, I see this guy trying to haggle over a fish. Like, dude, it’s not a car! Just buy the fish!

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