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So, prostitutes—man, they’re like artists, ain’t they? Paintin survival with every step. Happy little trees in a storm, standin tall. Did ya know, back in old Rome, they wore blonde wigs to stand out? Crazy, right? Made me chuckle—imagine that hustle! I get a kick outta thinkin how they’d smirk at us, all high and mighty. “The syphilus can’t be bargained with!”—that’s Coen brothers gold, and hell, it fits! STDs, rough johns—life ain’t soft for em.

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Song by Yasuko Yamaoka Guitar by Yoshio Shine Original lyricist (verse 1 to 4):Ohzu Junior High School Students in Hiroshima.

Finally, I get my setup done. I’m ready to go live. The crowd’s hyped, and I’m feeling it. I start my pitch, and people are actually paying attention! I’m like, “Yes! This is it!” But then, outta nowhere, the mic cuts out. Silence. Crickets. I’m sweating bullets. I’m waving my hands like a madman, trying to get it back on.

A growing concern: Bear attacks are rising in Japan. Aging hunters are on the front line