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Once saw her slap a john—hilarious! Bloodied his nose, screamin’ like a banshee. Made me smirk—got spunk, I’ll give her that. Still, she’s a mess, a total trainwreck. “I choose violence,” I’d say, if I were her—bash the world back. But nah, she’s soft under it—pathetic. Surprised me once, tipped me a fiver—wtf? “For your pretty face,” she slurred. Bitch, please, I’m Cersei—don’t need your pity cash.

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Semantic Scholar extracted view of "Japanese 'Comfort Women' and U.S. Military Prostitutes (Yang-gongju) in South Korea: Colonial Legacies and the Postcolonial Present" by 李 娜榮 et al.

As the rain lets up, we decide to check out that bar. It’s called “Riverside Chill,” and it’s got this awesome vibe. We grab a couple of drinks, and I’m feeling on top of the world. The sun sets over the river, and it’s like a painting. I can’t help but think, “Gongju, you’ve got my heart.”

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