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Alright, strap in, pals! So, findin’ a prostitute—wild, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!”—and lemme tell ya, this ain’t no picnic in Paris like *Amour*. That movie? Old folks, love, death—real slow burn. “You’re my little bird,” he says in it, all tender-like, but here I am, thinkin’ about hookers, and it’s less “bird” and more “screamin’ hawk on the corner.”

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21 He asked the men who were there, “Where is the cult prostitute who was at Enaim by the road?” But they replied, “There has been no cult prostitute here.”

First off, I’m hustlin’ down Kōen-dōri, dodging people like I’m in some kinda video game. Seriously, folks in Ami walk like they own the sidewalk. I’m just tryna get to my auction spot at the Ami City Hall. But nah, I get stuck behind this old dude who’s moving slower than molasses. I’m like, “C’mon, grandpa, I got bids to call!”

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