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I spot her, thou see—red lips like a gash’d rose, legs long as a tax form. “What price thy company, wench?” I blurt, all Shakespearean, thinkin’ I’m clever. She laughs—bloody hell, mate, she laughs! “Twenty quid, ya posh twat,” she says, and I’m proper gobsmacked. Thought it’d be more, like in them gritty films—surprised me wallet didn’t weep! “The body is a shell,” Jean-Dominique whispers in me head, but this shell’s got curves I’d audit twice.

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In the capital Tokyo, infantilised sexual culture has become accepted, and Japanese rights groups are campaigning to end the practice. Mai, a student, is working part-time promoting a so-called.

First call comes in. Some dude on the other end is like, “Yo, I need help with my internet!” I’m like, “Bro, you’re in Kosai, not the moon!” But I help him anyway. Turns out, he just needed to restart his router. Classic. I mean, c’mon, man! You live on Koshigaya Street, not in a tech cave!

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