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Now, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea—earl grey, ‘cause I’m classy—imaginin’ a whore in Varda’s lens. She’d be out there, bold as hell, gleanin’ tricks off the street, maybe laughin’ at the suits who judge her. “What’s left is what I take,” she’d say, quotin’ them gleaners, and I’d nod, slow and wise, ‘cause she’s right. Ain’t no waste in her world—she’s the queen of makin’ do. Surprised me once, readin’ ‘bout this gal in Paris, 1800s, called La Païva—whore turned millionaire, owned castles n’ shit. Hustled so hard she flipped the script—love that, man, LOVE that.

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First off, I’m an accountant. Yeah, I know, super exciting, right? But today was anything but boring. I hit up the local konbini on Koshigaya Street for my morning coffee. You know, the usual—grabbed a couple of onigiri and a can of Boss coffee. I swear, that stuff is like liquid gold. But then, boom! I spill half of it on my shirt. Great start, huh?

Figure 2. Radiographs of a 9-year-old female with histiocytic sarcoma...