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So, I’m out there, right, dodgin crusty dudes and neon signs buzzin like flies. “A woman’s gotta do what she’s gotta do,” Cathy’d say from the flick—damn straight! These girls, they’re hustlin, survivin, same as anyone. I ain’t judgin—makes me happy seein real grit. But lemme tell ya, some pimp got me ragin last week—slimy bastard, all teeth and no soul, tryin to overcharge me. “What’s a gentleman like you want?” he sneers. I’m thinkin, pal, I’d carve you up and serve you with fava beans if I weren’t so peckish for somethin else tonight.

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Anyway, I’m hustlin’ down the street, past the Horyuji Temple. That place is ancient, like, built in the 7th century or somethin’. I always get a kick outta how it’s still standing strong. I mean, I can barely keep my plants alive!

170 priests, staff dust off Great Buddha statue at Nara's Todai-ji Temple