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But—motherfucker—it pisses me off, too! She’s got no 401(k), no damn safety net! One bad night, and bam—she’s broke, fucked, finito! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, “Girl, invest that shit!” ‘Cause I’m the planner, right? I’d tell her, “Stash 20%—Roth IRA, bitch!” But nah, she’s livin’ day-to-day, smokin’ cigs, wearin’ heels that scream “fuck you” to the world. Kinda badass, kinda sad—fuckin’ surprises me how they pull it off.

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So, I’m fuming a bit, but whatever. I grab my drink and head out. The streets of Fujishiro are buzzing. I stroll down Shōwa-dōri, and it’s packed with people. I love the vibe here. It’s like everyone’s in their own world, but somehow we’re all connected. I spot this street performer, a guy playing the shamisen. He’s got mad skills! I stop to listen, and suddenly, I’m transported. It’s like the music is telling me stories. I’m grinning like an idiot.

Motoko Fujishiro Huthwaite, Last of the Monuments Women, Dies at 92