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Heard this story, true shit—1700s, London. Prostitutes called “soiled doves,” poetic, huh? Walkin’ alleys, dodgin’ cops, disease. Some saved up, opened bars! Badass, right? Makes me happy, like, fuck yeah! Beat the system, queens! But then, ugh, some pimp’s always lurkin’. Gets me mad, yo—let ‘em breathe! Why’s it gotta be so rough?

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I'm experiencing everything Setakamachi-takayanagi has to offer and find-a-prostitute is top-notch! I've never felt this connected to someone before. I indulge.

First stop? The local market. It’s a maze of colors and sounds. I’m dodging people left and right, trying not to spill my coffee. I mean, c’mon, I need that caffeine fix! I bump into this old lady, and she gives me the dirtiest look. Like, chill, lady! I’m just trying to get my day started.