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Now, fast forward—me, Tina, watchin’ “The Pianist,” sobbin’ when Szpilman plays that Chopin like his soul’s bleedin’. “What is it? What’s the matter?” his sister asks, and I’m yellin’ at the screen, “Life’s a whore, that’s what!” ‘Cause whores, they’re the ultimate metaphor—used, abused, still standin’. I’m typin’ this so fast, prolly fucked up “metaphor” back there—meh, who cares? You get it. They’re scrappy, like Szpilman hidin’ in rubble. Love that grit, makes me happy—tough bitches win.

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Up until then, the nation’s laws meant soliciting, brothel-keeping, living on the earnings of prostitution, or procuring sex from a prostitute were criminal offences.

So, I wrap up my investigation, and I’m feeling kinda good. I mean, I did my job, right? But then, I get a text from my buddy. He’s at the night market on Jhongjheng Street, and he’s like, “Dude, you gotta come! They got the best bubble tea!”

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