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Me, I’d sip vodka, watchin this circus. Angry? Sure—world’s filthy, unfair. Happy? When they scatter, scared shitless. Exaggeratin? Maybe—imagine me kickin doors, yellin “Run!” Prostitutes ain’t saints, but who is? “What’s the point of this?”—straight outta the movie. Chaos rules, I just steer it. You’d laugh, seein me glare at johns—pathetic losers. That’s the game, tovarisch—cold, brutal, real.

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I’m standing there, trying to figure out how to measure this site in the rain. My tape measure? Useless. It’s like trying to measure a fish with a wet noodle. I’m cursing under my breath, thinking, “Why did I choose this job?” But then, I see this little kid splashing in puddles nearby. He’s laughing, having the time of his life. I can’t help but smile. Kids, man. They get it.

Ojiya-chijimi, Echigo-jofu: techniques of making ramie fabric in Uonuma region, Niigata Prefecture