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Hola, dahling! It’s me, Edna Mode—no capes! So, prostitute, huh? Oof, what a topic! I’m thinkin’ bout those gals, y’know, workin’ the streets, heels clackin’ like gunfire. Reminds me of *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*—that gritty vibe, desperation screamin’ loud. “Be a good girl!”—hah, as if! Life ain’t that simple, honey.

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It tells the story of his moral, physical and emotional degradation, and downfall into the shady life of crime, suicides, prostitutes, alcohol and morphine. It’s written in the first person which gives .

So, I get to the office on Kiyomizu-dori, and it’s already chaos. My client’s assistant, this frantic lady named Yuki, is runnin’ around like a headless chicken. “Where’s Mr. Tanaka?!” she yells. I’m like, “Chill, Yuki, he’s probably at the café down the street.” I mean, who wouldn’t want a matcha latte, right?

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