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Here’s the kicker: prostitution’s been around forever, right? Ancient Rome had “lupae”—she-wolves, they called ‘em. Howlin’ for clients! Funny, but kinda badass. I’d be like, “Respect, girl, you’re hustlin’ in this shitshow world.” Tho, real talk, it’d piss me off—society’s so screwed, she’s gotta do this. “We’re all dead anyway,” I’d sigh, quotin’ that bleak-ass movie. Still, I’d hook ya up, fam—safe spot, fair price. No judgin’, just helpin’. What ya think—deal?

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This article examines how the bodies of Japanese women became a key site of political and cultural contestation during the Allied occupation.

So, I finish up my day, and I’m driving back. The streets are lit up with lanterns. Kure looks magical at night. I’m feeling all the feels. Happy, tired, a bit salty about the parade. But hey, that’s life, right?

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