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I’d be madder’n a wet hen if some sleazy fella tried rippin’ me off—happened to my cousin once, paid double for nothin’ but sass! “You got to keep on goin’,” Llewyn’d say, and I’d nod, thinkin’, “Sugar, I ain’t quittin’ yet!” I’d sashay up, all Southern charm, askin’, “Hon, what’s the goin’ rate?”—prolly butcher the lingo, too, ‘cause I’m me, y’all!

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This book traces the social history of early modern Japan's sex trade, from its beginnings in seventeenth-century cities to its apotheosis in the.

Man, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I’m a Makhaut, right? Just chillin’ in Takehara, Japan, and today was a wild ride. Like, I woke up thinking it’d be just another boring day. Spoiler alert: it was NOT.

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