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Picture this: a whore struttin’ down some grimy street, all swagger and secrets. Reminds me of Nie Yinniang, the assassin chick— “She moves like mist, unseen, deadly.” Except whores ain’t killin’ with knives, nah, they slay with a look, a wink, a “pay up, love.” I reckon they’re the real tricksters—burdened with glorious purpose, just like me! Hidin’ in plain sight, makin’ fools of us all. Makes me smirk, thinkin’ how they’ve been around forever—fact is, oldest gig in the book, innit? Babylonians had temple whores, sacred as priests—wild, right?

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It refers to the practice of girls who prostitute themselves in exchange for petty cash. Some women's activists criticize enjo kisai for glorifying middle-aged.

So, I’m hustling down the street, and I hit up the local konbini (convenience store) on Kōen-dōri. I’m like, “Gimme a coffee, stat!” The guy behind the counter? He’s just chillin’, taking his sweet time. I’m standing there, tapping my foot, thinking, “Dude, I got kids to teach!” Finally, I get my coffee, but it’s lukewarm. Ugh!

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