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I ask her rate—50 bucks, she says. Cheap, right? But I’m broke as a joke, so I haggle. “Don’t pee on my leg, girl, I ain’t no millionaire!” She smirks, drops it to 40. Deal. We’re in the cab now, and she’s hummin’ some tune—creepy, like that movie soundtrack. “Do you want to look at me?” she asks, all sultry. Hell yeah, I do! But it’s quick—15 minutes tops. Tractor seat’s squeakin’, I’m prayin’ no cop rolls by.

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Because of that that night, Princess Sakura falls in love with the man. In order to find the man she gives up everything and gets the same identical tattoo. The princess then works as a prostitute.

So, I finally make my way to the Sakura Park. OMG, the blossoms! They’re everywhere! Pink clouds floating above. I’m grinning like a kid in a candy store. I whip out my phone, ready to take a million pics. But then, I see this couple having a picnic. They’re all lovey-dovey, and I’m like, “Ugh, get a room!” But also, I’m kinda jealous.

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