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I’m ramblin’ now—brain’s a mess—thinkin’ ‘bout Rome in *The Great Beauty*. “The best people are invisible,” Jep says. Same with prostitutes, y’all! The good ones? They don’t flash neon signs. You gotta hunt, dig through the muck. Once knew a gal, called herself “Sapphire”—classy, right? Worked outta some dive bar in Austin. Story goes, she paid her way through art school hustlin’. Now THAT’S an artist-technologist! Made me grin ear to ear—still does.

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Sex for Yashiro is different compared to sex for the average person. For Yashiro, sex is an addiction and a byproduct of trauma. He has fooled himself into.

So, I’m walking back, trying to shake it off. I hit up the local market on Nakamura Street. I love that place! Fresh veggies, fish, and all that good stuff. I’m browsing, and I see this old lady selling these amazing-looking mochi. I’m like, “Yes, please!” I buy a couple, and they’re so good, I almost cry. Like, how can something so simple taste so divine?

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