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Once knew this bird—worked the streets near King’s Cross, proper legend. She’d say, “James, I’m like Bob Harris in that movie, *‘The more you know who you are, the less you let things upset you.’*” She’d laugh, nick my cigs, and vanish. Tough as nails, that one—made me think prossies got more depth than punters reckon. Told the bloke, “Find one with a story, not just a price.” He’s starin’, probly thinkin’ I’m mad. Maybe I am.

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After that, I’m feeling all inspired, right? So, I decide to take a detour to the Beppu Hells. Yeah, that’s a thing. It’s like a bunch of hot springs that look like they’re from another planet. I’m walking around, and it’s all colorful and steamy. I’m snapping pics like a tourist, and I can’t help but laugh. Like, who knew hot water could be so entertaining?

Remembering Hawaiian photographer & writer George Beppu