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Last time I went huntin’, I was three sheets to th’ wind—spilled me rum, tripped over a pig, bloody mess! Made me mad as a shark with no teeth—hate wastin’ good drink! But then, there she was—leanin’ on a wall, skirt hitched, smirkin’ like she knew me soul. “What’s yer price, darlin’?” I slurs, an’ she laughs, “More’n yer ship, pirate!” Cheeky wench! Reminds me o’ that diner scene—calm ‘fore the storm, then bam, chaos! ‘Cept here, chaos is her winkin’ an’ me fumblin’ coins.

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“A Woman of Pleasure,” Kiyoko Murata's first novel to be translated into English, explores the world of sex work in earlyth-century Japan.

So, I’m wiping bird poop off my shirt, and I’m fuming. I mean, c’mon! I just wanted some mochi! But then I see this street performer, right? He’s juggling fire and doing backflips. I’m like, “Dude, you’re insane!” But it made me laugh, and I forgot about the poop.

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