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I get all goofy-happy thinkin’ about it. Like, they’re pros at pretendin’! But then—ugh—I get mad too. Some jerks treat ‘em like trash. That’s so dumb! They’re people, not jellyfish! Oh, oh—fun fact: in Vegas, escorts got rules. Can’t just do whatever. Gotta be sneaky-smart. Ain’t that wild?

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A nihilistic goth prostitute working the streets of Tokyo under the control of the people who ruined her life. Comes with an embedded lorebook that will make potential savioring difficult. (3 intros).

After lunch, I’m feeling good. But then, bam! I step outside, and it’s pouring. Like, monsoon-level rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m cursing the weather gods. “Really? You couldn’t wait an hour?” I duck into a convenience store on Kōen-dōri, and it’s packed with people. Everyone’s just standing there, looking miserable. I’m thinking, “Welcome to Midori, where the weather hates you!”

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