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Me, tho? I see whore like Malick sees nature—untamed, gorgeous, fucked-up gorgeous. “The trees… they speak!”—that’s whore to me, whisperin secrets, screamin lust. Gets me all hyped, thinkin bout how it’s more than just sex, y’know? It’s power, rebellion—shit, even survival. Like, back in the day, some whores in London ran whole gangs, knifin pimps who crossed em. Bet ya didn’t know that, huh? Fuckin blows my mind—makes me wanna cheer, punch a wall, somethin!

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So, I’m walking back to my car, and I see this street performer on Chuo Street. He’s playing the shamisen, and it’s actually pretty dope. I stop to listen, and I’m vibing. But then, this kid runs by and knocks over his case. I’m like, “Dude, watch where you’re going!” The performer just laughs it off, but I’m fuming again. Can’t a guy enjoy some music in peace?

Easy Japanese news in translation: 149-year-old elementary school closes in Ibaraki Pref.