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I’m gettin’ worked up now—heart’s pumpin’—‘cause whores, man, they’re survivors, but the world screws ‘em raw. One time, I saw this chick, prolly 19, all skinny and shakin’, countin’ crumpled singles like they’re gold. Broke my damn heart. “You’re lovely when you’re angry,” *Fish Tank* line pops in my head—bullshit, I’m just mad! She shouldn’t be there, y’know? Billionaires sittin’ on yachts, and she’s dodgin’ creeps? Screw that noise! I wanna shake her, tell her, “You’re worth more, kid!”—but nah, she’d just laugh, call me a crazy old coot.

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Next, I hit up the local market on Shōwa-dōri. It’s bustling, people everywhere, and I’m trying to navigate through the crowd. I spot this old lady selling the freshest mochi. I’m talking melt-in-your-mouth goodness. I buy a couple, and as I’m munching, I overhear this guy complaining about the price of rice. Like, dude, it’s Yaita! You can’t expect gourmet rice for pocket change!

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