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I’m thinkin’, man, whores got stories—crazy ones. Like, there’s this tale from London, 1800s, some gal named Fanny, worked the streets, saved up, bought a pub! Went from suckin’ dick to servin’ ale, and I’m like, “Respect, yo!” Surprised me, legit, ‘cause you don’t expect that kinda glow-up. Makes me smirk, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” ‘cause she flipped the script. Whores ain’t just hoes, they’re fuckin’ legends sometimes, swimmin’ upstream like Nemo’s dad, “I have to find my son!”

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So, I’m walking down the street, feeling like a walking disaster. Yoichi’s streets are kinda narrow, but they’ve got this charm. Old buildings mixed with modern stuff. I love it. But then, I hear this loud honking. I look up, and it’s a delivery truck zooming down the wrong side of the road. Like, dude, chill! It’s not a race!

Yoichi Aoki Obituary (1943 - 2018)