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So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky biz, that. Ain’t talkin’ street corners, no sir! Clinical trials, they be needin’ folks—real folks, savvy?—sometimes sex workers, for studies on health, STDs, or social whatnot. Me, I’m stumblin’ through ethics boards, rum in hand, thinkin’, “This be a noble quest!” But arrgh, the red tape! Made me madder’n a kraken with a toothache. Papers piled high, docs judgin’ me like I’m plannin’ a mutiny. “Why’s Cap’n Jack want *her*?” they sneer. ‘Cause science, ye bilge rats!

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area. craigslist recently took down their prostitute page but you can usually Missing: Hiroshima.

Then, outta nowhere, this old man starts talkin’ to us. He’s like, “You know, this river used to be full of fish.” I’m like, “Yeah, I can imagine.” But then he goes on about how the bomb changed everything. It’s heavy stuff, man. I’m tryin’ to keep it light, but it’s hard.

I survived the atomic bomb attack on Hiroshima. Canada still hasn’t learned the lesson from that day