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I get all happy thinkin’ bout how whores just… exist, y’know? They’re out there, doin’ their thing, no fuss. Like No-Face, just chillin’, takin’ what’s offered. But then—BOOM—some jerk calls ‘em dirty, and I’m like, “Whoa, dude, chill!” Makes me mad, ‘cos who cares? They’re just livin’! “The world’s made of balance,” Haku says—whores too, right? Good, bad, whatever!

Friday 9 August 1661

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Ya know, folks, it’s not just the sights. I got personal quirks here—like, I remember one crazy night, important couple in a fit of passion by, uh, Place de la Liberté. Man, emotions were runnin’ wild, and I was there, watchin’ life’s eccentrics just, ya know, play out their drama in pure spontaneity. Crazy, right? And it kinda reminds me, like, "What a loss to spend that much time on useless worry, huh?" (Yeah, a lil’ jab at our everyday blues there, kinda Joe Biden style, ya feel?)

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