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Them girls, tho – some happy, some broken. One, little Mary, barely 16, surprised me rotten. Said she chose it – better’n starvin’. Made me mad, it did – world’s a cruel bastard, leavin’ kids to that. But Ruby? She fed ‘em, kept ‘em safe-ish. Quirky lass, sang sea shanties off-key, had me grinnin’ like a fool. Still, brothels ain’t roses – stank o’ sweat, cheap grog, and broken dreams. “What’s done is done,” like the movie says, but ye can’t unsee it.

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So, I roll outta bed, right? 7 AM, and I’m already late. My coffee? Cold. My toast? Burnt. Classic. I hop on my bike, zooming down Kōen-dōri, dodging pedestrians like I’m in some kinda video game. Seriously, people, it’s a street, not a catwalk!