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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, huh? I reckon I’m Hannibal Lecter – “I ate his liver with fava beans” – sizin’ up this juicy topic. Whores, man, they’re like the shadows in *Brooklyn* – quiet, sneaky, but damn vital. Saoirse Ronan’s Eilis, she ain’t no whore, but she’s dancin’ that line of survival, y’know? Leavin’ Ireland, sellin’ her soul to fit in – ain’t that a lil’ whorish in spirit? Ha! Makes me chuckle, that does.

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The "Takikawa Rape Blossom Festival," which is held in conjunction with the blooming season, is an event that allows visitors to fully enjoy Takikawa in spring with its vast field of rape .

So, I roll outta bed, and the sun’s blazin’ like it’s tryin’ to roast me alive. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” I grab my gear and head out. Takikawa’s streets are a maze, man. I mean, you got the main drag, Route 12, and then all these little side streets like Kawai and Nishikawa. I swear, I got lost like three times just tryin’ to find my way to the field.

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