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Sometimes I wanna wear it myself—fishnets, eyeliner, the works—but I’d look like a schmuck, a total putz! Imagine me, Larry freakin’ David, struttin’ in whore? I’d trip over my own boots, yellin’, “Who designed this crap?!” Pretty, pretty good disaster. Still, I admire it—takes chutzpah. Like when Huppert’s screamin’, “This is my place!”—whore’s sayin’, “This is my look, deal with it!” Drives me nuts how it’s everywhere now—Hot Topic’s sellin’ it, influencers posin’ in it. Where’s the edge gone? Pisses me off!

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Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Kenji pops in. He’s like, “Yo, what’s up?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m about to lose my mind!” He laughs and says, “Let’s grab some ramen. You’ll feel better.”

Monks dust down Buddhist statues at Horyuji temple in Nara Pref. ahead of New Year