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So, whore—ain’t just some chick on the corner, nah. It’s deeper, like a crocodile tearin through nostalgia in *Tabu*. Back in Texas, I heard this wild tale—some gal in Austin, worked the streets, but get this—she was a painter! Sold her stuff to rich dudes who didn’t even know! Blows my mind, man—whore with a brush, who’d thunk it? Made me happy as a pig in mud, seein’ that hustle.

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Next up, this sweet old lady comes in. She’s a regular, always wants the same short bob. I love her. She starts tellin’ me about her grandkids, and I’m just noddin’ along. But then, she drops a bomb. “I’m movin’ to Tokyo next week!” I’m like, “What?! No way!” I mean, Hobaramachi won’t be the same without her. I’m tryin’ to hold back tears while snippin’ away.