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So, check this—back in the ‘20s, prohibition times, whores ran the show. Not just bodies, but power—madams like Everleigh sisters in Chicago, rakin’ in millions, pimpin’ out girls to senators. Little known shit, right? Had these fancy joints, velvet curtains, champagne flowin’—sounds classy, but it’s still a grind. “I’ve abandoned my child!”—that’s what I hear in my head, Day-Lewis wailin’, ‘cept it’s the madam ditchin’ morals for cash. Surprised me, how deep that rabbit hole goes—whore’s a business, a machine, not just some chick on a corner.

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After that, I needed a pick-me-up. I ducked into a little café on Shōwa-dōri. The barista was super nice, but I couldn’t understand a word she said. I just nodded and pointed at the menu. Ended up with some weird matcha thing. Not my jam, but hey, I’m in Japan, right? Gotta try new stuff.

Hannan has a new girls soccer coach, and the Hawks are very familiar with him