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I knew this chick once, Candy—real name prolly Susan or some shit. Worked downtown, fishnets, heels clickin like a damn metronome. She’d say, “Gordo, I’m my own boss, fuck the suits!” Made me happy, y’know? Ballsy as hell. But then—bam—cops nabbed her one night, roughed her up bad. Pissed me off, man! These pigs actin all high n mighty, shakin down a gal just tryna eat. Hypocrites, all of em—greed’s fine when it’s their cut, right?

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Let it all out!” she pleaded, and I came all over. Kushiro: One-night stay at a hon-saro at 40, yen, 40 minutes of action for 10, yen. I.

Then, I get this call from my buddy. He’s like, “Dude, you won’t believe what happened at the Kushiro Fisherman’s Wharf!” Apparently, there was a giant fish caught. I’m like, “Man, I need to see that!” But I can’t leave my post.

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