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Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

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Right, so I drew and colored a Sakura in photoshop, and ended up deciding it needed a background. So I whored photoshop to death, did the wood with a.

After the bee drama, I decide to grab some food. I hit up a little joint on Chuo-dori. The ramen? To die for! I’m slurping it down like it’s my last meal. I’m talking about the broth, the noodles, everything! I’m in heaven. But then, I spill some on my shirt. Great. Just great. Now I look like a mess.

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