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Oh, and get this—some old-timey prossies used arsenic makeup to look pale ‘n sexy. Poisoned themselves for the gig! Nuts, right? Makes ya think they’re tougher’n a two-dollar steak. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my beer, goin’, “Lordy, I couldn’t do it!” Git-R-Done, though—they do! Makes me kinda proud, kinda sad, all mixed up like a soup sandwich. What ya reckon?

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These professional prostitutes made up only a fraction of sex trade participants. Brothel workers, barmaids, part-time sex workers, streetwalkers, and “crib.

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes again. It’s Kenji. “You still in Toride?” I’m like, “Dude, you won’t believe the day I’m having!” I tell him about the fish, the old dude, the auction. He’s cracking up.

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