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So, what’s a whore to me? Not just some chick bangin’ for cash – nah, it’s deeper. It’s survival, it’s chaos, it’s pissin’ me off how folks judge ‘em. Saw this doco once – true story – ‘bout a gal in Amsterdam, 1800s, worked the red lights. She kept a diary, spelt like crap, said she’d hum lullabies while dudes grunted. Freaky, right? Made me sad as hell. Society’s all “ew, dirty,” but she’s out there hummin’ to stay sane. That’s guts, man.

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After that, I needed a breather. So, I strolled over to Kashiwa-no-Ha Park. It’s this beautiful spot, man. Trees everywhere, kids playing, and I’m just trying to zen out. But then, I see this little kid with a kite. And I’m like, “That’s cute.” But then the wind picks up, and the kite goes flying into a tree. The kid starts crying, and I’m like, “Oh no, not the kite!” So, I channel my inner hero and climb the tree. Yeah, I’m an actuary, but I’m also a tree-climbing ninja. I get the kite back, and the kid’s face lights up. Best moment of the day, for real.

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