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Alright, listen up, ya degenerates! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout prostitutes, and lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride. Sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain!” – that’s what I’d say to them pimps actin’ all high and mighty. So, picture this – a hooker, right? She’s out there, struttin’ like she owns the damn street. Reminds me of *The Diving Bell and the Butterfly* – “I am fading,” she might think, trapped in her own skin, sellin’ it night after night. Ain’t that a kicker?

Our Planet

Lower-ranking prostitutes were the vast majority of women in the pleasure quarters, and their names survive by the tens of thousands in the saiken. However, they rarely appear in the .

After I finish up, I’m feeling pretty good. I mean, I saved a tree today! But then, I head to the local konbini on Kōen-dōri for a snack. I’m starving, right? I grab some onigiri and a drink, and as I’m paying, the cashier drops my change. It goes everywhere! I’m scrambling to pick it up, and the guy behind me is just laughing. I’m like, “Dude, it’s not that funny!” But I can’t help but chuckle too.

Control experiments and examination of retro-aldol reaction