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My precious! Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout this prostitute gig—raspy growl—filthy business, yeah? Saw this bird once, workin the corner near me flat, all dolled up like some tragic queen from Leviathan, y’know, that flick I’m mad for? “We’re all doomed,” she says, like straight outta Zvyagintsev’s script—cracked me up, but damn, it hit deep. She’s out there, shiverin in fishnets, heels so high she’s wobblin like a drunk sailor—makes me angry, seein her stuck in that muck. Precious, precious, what a waste!

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Then, I head over to the Mikuni Shrine. It’s peaceful there, ya know? I’m just chilling, taking in the vibes. But then, I see this kid running around, and he accidentally knocks over a whole stack of ema (those wooden plaques). I’m like, “Oh no, not the ema!” But the kid just laughs and runs off. Kids are wild, man.

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