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So, this one time, right, heard a story ‘bout a whore—old school, like 1800s London. She’d stash cash in her boots, sneaky lil’ trick! Coppers never checked there—too busy oglin’ her goods. Smart, huh? Made me grin, that did—outwittin’ the law with style! But then, damn, it hit me—how desperate she musta been, y’know? Hidin’ coins while folks spit at her. Fear leads to anger… and she prolly had plenty of both.

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In Ogōri-shimogō, the summers are short, warm, oppressive, and mostly cloudy; the winters are very cold, windy, and mostly clear; and it is wet year round. Over the course of the year, the .

But then, I saw this street performer. He was playing the shamisen, and it was beautiful. I stopped, totally mesmerized. I mean, how does he make that thing sound so good? I threw some yen in his hat. He smiled, and I felt all warm inside.