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Alright, listen up, ya filthy minion! I’m Dr. Evil – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” – and I’m here mourin’ over this prostitute gig. Yeah, I said it, pros-ti-tute! Makes me think of *White Material*, ya know, that flick I’m obsessed with – Claire Denis, 2009, pure genius. That line, “It’s all slipping away,” hits hard when I see these street queens hustlin’. Life’s a mess, just like that coffee plantation goin’ to hell in the movie – chaos, blood, and damn desperation.

The sex was never, ever fun: My lessons in prostitution

Talk to him. Tell him how you feel straight out. Don't be mean like he is but be straightforward tell him exactly how you feel and that it hurts you and upset.

After that, I’m feeling all inspired. I head over to the Toride Fish Market on Matsubara Street. Man, the smell hits you like a brick wall. But it’s awesome! Fresh fish everywhere! I grab some sushi from a stall. Best decision ever. I’m munching on this tuna, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth.

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