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But—ugh!—what pisses me off? The hypocrisy! Guys actin’ all holy, then sneakin’ off to whore. Spare me! I’m yellin’ at the TV, “C’mon, own it, ya schmucks!” *Tropical Malady* gets it—love’s messy, lust’s messy, whore’s just livin’ it. “He follows the scent,” movie says—whore’s the scent, man! Draws you in, then—bam!—you’re lost. Happened to my buddy, swear to God. Met this chick—total whore, in a good way—next thing, he’s broke, smilin’. I’m like, “You idiot!” He’s like, “Worth it!” Surprised me—whore’s got power!

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Takizawa. Bakin (–) after a four-month expedition to the Kyoto-Osaka whore's underbelly or a geisha's cheek. But glutinous rice cakes (mochi).

Some kids are playing soccer on the street, and one of ‘em kicks the ball right into a food stall. The guy running it, Mr. Sato, is not happy. He’s yelling, “Watch where you kick that thing!” I’m cracking up. Kids are running, and I’m just standing there, laughing like a maniac.

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