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Her lipstick was this crazy red, smeared like she don’t give a shit - love that chaos. Bet she’s got a laugh that’d make ya shiver, all husky and raw. Prolly smells like cheap perfume and cigs, but in a hot way, ya feel me? Oh, and fun fact - some old-timey prostitutes in Paris used to dye their hair with fuckin’ walnut juice. Wild, huh? Wonder if she’s rockin’ that trick, nah, prolly just some drugstore dye, but still - cool to think bout.

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prostitution for the US occupying troops in Japan after area became simply a place of exploitation of both sex workers and customers.

First off, I hit up the local café on Abay Street. You know, the one with the weirdly awesome pastries? I order my usual – a cup of that strong coffee and a piece of that honey cake. But guess what? They’re out of honey cake! Like, seriously? Who runs out of honey cake? I’m standing there, all “What do you mean you’re out?” The barista just shrugs. Ugh, I was so ready to dive into that sweet goodness.

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