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Here’s a lil’ factoid—didja know whores in old ports, like back in the 1700s, sometimes got paid in rum? Straight up! Barter system, baby! Blowjob for a bottle, no middleman. I’m imaginin’ Sally with her rum, stumblin’ home, and I’m laughin’—then I’m mad! Why’d they hafta deal with that? No 401k, no health plan—just rum and rashes. Pisses me off! But also—respect, y’know? Tough as nails, those gals.

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But Ritto, from Okinawa, is thriving in a complicated place. Listen to a few songs from Ritto, and you'll notice his trademark ad-lib: Yakkeh! It's a local word in Okinawa that's a cross between.

Then, while I’m on the line, I hear this loud crash outside. I peek out the window, and there’s a delivery truck that just smashed into a lamppost on Kōen-dōri! Like, what the heck? I’m half tempted to run out there and give the driver a piece of my mind. But nah, I gotta stay on the phone. So, I’m like, “Ma’am, can you check under your bed?” I mean, where else would a cat named Ninja hide?

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