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Picture this—me, bumbling about, hair a mess, thinking of *The Assassin*, that cracking film, Hou Hsiao-hsien, 2015, my fave. There’s this bit, right, “To kill or not to kill,” all moody and tense. Finding a prostitute? Bit like that—dodgy choices, murky vibes. I reckon it’s a right pickle, a *conundrum maximum*! Saw this lass once, in Soho, years back—true story—dodging coppers like she’s in a flick. Made me chuckle, but blimey, the risks! You don’t wanna end up in the clink, do you?

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The specific example in question is the debate over whether the Japanese government should continue to regulate prostitution through a two-layer system of.

But then, I got a bit too into it. I tripped over my own feet. Classic me. I fell right into a bush. Like, who does that? I’m lying there, half in the bush, half out, and this group of tourists starts laughing. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up!” But inside, I was dying.

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