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Oh, and the humor—dark as hell. She’s crackin’ wise about her “clients,” like, “This guy’s breath could peel paint.” I’m laughin’, but it’s that nervous laugh, ya know? ‘Cause it’s sad too. Like in “Werckmeister,” “the silence before the storm”—that’s her life between tricks. Quiet. Tense. Fucked up. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, “Man, I’d lose it in her shoes.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d be a terrible hooker—too whiny, too picky. “What, you again? Get lost!”

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Slut!Ueda. “ I'm sorry, I didn't know you're here” says Shige as he sat himself beside Ueda who just took a glance at him then went back to.

We hit the castle, and wow! The view from up there? Breathtaking. You can see all of Ueda sprawled out. The mountains in the background, the city buzzin’ below. I’m feelin’ all philosophical, like, “Life’s good, man.” But then, I trip on a stone. Classic! I’m sprawled out, and Taro’s laughin’ his head off.

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