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Dost thou ken how they’d tat up their skin, some o’ these wenches? Little known, aye—scars o’ roses, inked with soot, to mark their trade. Rough beauty, that, like Kamaji’s sooty hands craftin’ magic. “Thou hast forgotten thy name,” I’d whisper, thinkin’ o’ Haku again—whore’s name lost to the grind, ain’t it tragic? Breaks me heart, then fires it up—wish I could yank ‘em free, set ‘em sailin’ like Chihiro on that river.

The Preacher & the Prostitute

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Oh man, so many times I’ve gotten lost on Elm & Pine parkways – and every wrong turn led me to something epic. I gets super mad sometimes when the traffic’s bonkers, but then I remember "Blessed are the forgetful", like in the film. Rarrgh!

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