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Start, we must—Anglo-Saxon, “hore” it was, way back, 1100s, yeah. Meant slut, harlot, bam! No fluff, just sex for coin, or insults, sharp like Aldo’s knife. “Kill Nazis, we will,” he’d say—whore’s vibe, same edge, cuts deep. Pissed me off, it did—church folk, they twisted it, made it sin, ugh! Women shamed, men free—hypocrisy, I hate!

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Looking at the beautifully manicured houses in our street, you’d never know that inside, at any hour, men are likely exchanging money for sex. But sure enough, my house shares a wall with .

First off, I hit up the local café on Kōen-dōri. Best coffee in town, no cap. I grab my usual—black coffee, no sugar. I need that jolt, ya know? But the barista, bless her heart, spills half of it on me. I’m like, “Great, now I smell like a coffee bean!” But hey, I laugh it off. Gotta keep it light, right?

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