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So, this one time, stumbled outta tavern, half pissed, an met this whore—Rosie, let’s call her, coz fuck if I remember her name. She had eyes like them favela kids, sharp an hungry, y’know? “Gimme ya silver, short-arse,” she says, bold as brass. Laughed me head off—cheeky tart! Gave her double, coz I’m a soft git when drunk. She weren’t just a shag, tho—told me stories, proper dark ones. Said she once nicked a lord’s purse mid-fuck, spent it on bread for her brat. Ballsy, right? Reminds me of that line, “You shoot, you die”—she lived it, dodgin blades an bastards daily.

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Nevertheless, Inoo was reminded of Yabu's existence, that he was completely Yabu's at the moment, and he should be Yabu's and Yabu's only.

I decide to treat myself. I hit up that izakaya on Kōen-dōri. I order way too much food. I’m talking yakitori, ramen, the works. I’m stuffing my face, thinking, “I deserve this.”

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