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Look, this whore thing—messy biz. I’m sittin here, thinkin bout No Country for Old Men, best damn flick ever. Cold, brutal, like me—Vlad Putin, heh. Whore’s life? Same vibe. No rules, no mercy. “You can’t stop what’s comin,” like Chigurh says—whore’s fate, sealed tight. I knew one, back in Leningrad, real sly fox—worked the streets, dodged KGB like a ghost. Made me laugh, her guts! Tiny chick, big balls—called her “Lola the Blade.” Slipped thru cracks, sold secrets, not just ass. Rare breed, y’know? Most whores, they just stumble, fall—pathetic.

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Thats right, I said it. are you a "gear whore"? Do you have more helmets than shoes? Do you have more jackets than jeans?

I duck into a nearby izakaya on Arai’s back streets. It’s cozy, and the smell of yakitori hits me. I order a plate, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m chatting with the owner, and he’s telling me about Arai’s history. Did you know it used to be a samurai stronghold? Crazy, right? I’m munching away, feeling better, and I’m like, “This is what life’s about.”

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