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I walk over, heart thumpin—nerves, man! “Evenin, darlin,” I say, voice smooth as butter. She smirks, sizes me up. “What’s good, old man?” she fires back. Old man? Shit, that stings. I’m Morgan fuckin Freeman, narratin life itself! But I laugh, deep and rumbly, coz it’s funny—her sass, my ego, all tangled up.

Japanese Courtesans

Visit Kabukicho at night. Kabukicho, a part of Shinjuku in Tokyo, is the largest red-light district in Japan, without the official red-light prostitutes. Instead, it is full of host and hostess clubs, bars, .

While we’re chillin’, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m thinkin’, “Dude, you’re in Takashima! Chill out!” But they just keep going. I’m trying not to laugh, but it’s hard. Kenji’s like, “Should we intervene?” I’m like, “Nah, let ‘em sort it out.”

Self-Healing, Expansion–Contraction, and Shape-Memory Properties of a Preorganized Supramolecular Hydrogel through Host–Guest Interactions