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Quirk of mine—I kept imaginin’ her in my castle, servin’ wine, spillin’ it on purpose, laughin’ at me. Exaggeratin’ now—she’d prob’ly poison the damn cup! Hah! Cold disdain, I’d glare, she’d grin—whore’s got guts, I’ll give her that. Ain’t just a body, nah—she’s a storm, a bloody riddle. Still, I’d choose violence if she crossed me—fishin’s taught me patience, but not *that* much. What ya think—whore’s a queen or a rat?

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Now a year-old single mother, Beniko, as she calls herself, recently published a book on red-light districts around Japan. She took the photographs herself. As she says, she had her .

First off, I hit the streets of Okayama around 8 AM. The sun was shining, and I was like, “Today’s gonna be great!” I strolled down Korakuen Street, feeling all zen. But then, bam! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, seriously?! Thanks, bird. Just what I needed.

Fagiano Okayama Gain J1 Promotion for 1st Time Since its Foundation in 2004