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Anyway, I saunter over, all smooth-like. “Ciao, bella,” I say, channelin’ Jep’s charm. She’s nervous, hands shaky—makes me feel a bit sad, ya know? “This city’s a graveyard,” I think, quotin’ *The Great Beauty* in my head. She’s quotin’ a price, 50 euros, cheap as chips. I’m like, “Love, you’re worth more,” but she don’t get it. Makes me mad—pimps grindin’ her down, fuckin’ bastards. I wanna punch somethin’, but I’m Bond, so I smirk instead.

Ethical Considerations when Seeking a Prostitute

First off, I had a big order to finish. Some fancy restaurant in Yamagata wanted custom plates. Like, who do they think I am? Picasso? Anyway, I was all set to throw some clay on the wheel. But then, boom! My neighbor’s cat, Mochi, decided to take a stroll through my studio. I mean, come on! I love cats, but not when they’re stepping in my clay. I was like, “Mochi, get outta here!” But he just looked at me like, “Nah, I’m good.” Ugh!

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