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About Martin

Oi, ya mates, listen up! Me, Gru, ya know, Russian-ish vibe, “Lightbulb!”—gotta spill about prostitutes, yeah? So, Hawaii, sun’s blazin’, waves crashin’, and there’s this chick, right? Sells love for cash, classic gig. Saw her once, sashayin’ down Waikiki, heels clickin’, skirt so short it’s basically a napkin. Reminds me of *Far From Heaven*, ya know? That Todd Haynes flick I’m nuts about—where Cathy, bless her, says, “I’m not like that!” But this gal? She’s all in, no shame, livin’ loud.

Sexo y muerte: la historia repetida del necrófilo de Holic

Yūko is a tall, pale, slender woman with knee-length black hair. Her hair is cut in many layers, with bangs obscuring her eyebrows.

I get to the hospital, and it’s chaos. People everywhere, and I’m just tryin’ to find my uncle. Finally, I spot him in a room, lookin’ all pale and stuff. But he cracks a smile when he sees me. “Hey, kiddo! You still cuttin’ meat?” I’m like, “Yeah, but I’m not ready to take over yet!” We share a laugh, and I feel a bit better. Family, man. It’s everything.

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