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So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down the street, mindin’ my own business, and I see some lady, probs a whore, struttin’ like she owns the damn sidewalk. And I’m like, “Good for you, sister!” But also, “Get outta my way!”—I got places to be! It’s this mix of respect and annoyance, y’see? Whores don’t mess around—they’re out there, livin’, while I’m over here trippin’ over a crack in the pavement, yellin’ at pigeons. Pisses me off how they got that confidence, that *swagger*. Where do I sign up for that? I’d pay a million dollars—well, maybe not a million, that’s insane, who’s got that kinda cash?—but you get me.

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Then, I decide to check out the local shrine, the Hachiman Shrine. It’s beautiful, all those red torii gates. I’m feelin’ all zen and stuff. But then, I see a bunch of kids runnin’ around, and they’re loud! Like, chill out, kids! I’m tryin’ to meditate here!

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