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So, picture this—me, 007, strollin’ some dodgy alley, all cool-like. See this bird, right, workin’ the corner. She’s got guts, mate, proper steel in her spine. Reminds me of Carlos, that line, “I’m a soldier, not a martyr.” She ain’t dyin’ for no one, just survivin’. I tip my hat—respect, yeah? She smirks, knows I ain’t a punter, just a geezer with a martini buzz. Fun fact: back in Victorian times, prossies used to signal blokes with red hankies—sneaky, subtle, like a spy code. Love that, proper cloak-and-dagger vibes.

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This article explores the state organization of prostitution in Japan in the s. The Japa- nese military and the colonial government in Korea created.

By the time I head home, I’m buzzed and happy. Shiso’s streets are lit up, and I’m just soaking it all in. The smell of grilled food, the sound of laughter—it’s like a warm hug. I walk past the Shiso River, and it’s beautiful at night. I think about how lucky I am to live here, even with all the craziness.

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