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Here’s the real talk—don’t go to the obvious spots. Cops swarm ‘em like flies on shit. Hit the dive bars instead, the ones with sticky floors and no windows. Ask the bartender, quiet-like, “Know anybody?” He’ll point you to a gal in the corner, sippin’ gin, lookin’ bored. “What did I do?” she’d say, like in the movie—damn, that line sticks with me. She’s playin’ dumb, but she knows the game. I hate games. But I’d toss her a nod, slide a twenty, and boom—deal’s done.

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This article offers a critical assessment of J. Mark Ramseyer's analysis of the wartime Japanese military “comfort women” system, “Contracting for sex in the.

Finally, I find my way back to the main street, and I’m starving. I hit up this ramen joint. Oh man, the ramen! It’s like a hug in a bowl. I’m slurping away, and this old dude next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about the local festivals, and I’m just nodding along, trying not to choke on my noodles.

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