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Reminds me of *A History of Violence*—you seen it? That line, “You’re a mess, Tom,” hits hard. Candy’s life? Total mess, but she owns it. Like Tom Stall, quiet guy with a dark side, she’s got secrets too. Maybe she’s stashin cash under the mattress—smart, right? Beats the bank’s 0.01% interest crap. I’d tell her, “Girl, invest that! Crypto, stocks, somethin’!” But nah, she’d laugh, say, “C-3PO, you shiny idiot, I’m good.” And I’d be pissed—why don’t they listen? R2-D2, where are you? Back me up!

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She is the author of the monograph Kindai Nihon shakai to kōshō seido: minshūshi to kokusai kankeishi no shiten kara that examines policies of modern Japan’s licensed .

First off, I had a client at the Onekawa Community Hall. I’m all dressed up in my kimono, feeling cute, and then I realize I forgot my fan. Ugh! Like, how do you even do that? So, I sprint back home, dodging kids on bikes and old folks walking their dogs. Onekawa’s got this vibe, ya know? It’s all about the community, but sometimes it feels like a race track.

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