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ow Kawori Manabe knew Kawori's way around so well. Maybe she
lived here. It took me a moment to realize we had entered the 'red-
light' district.
"Slow down," Kawori Manabe urged. "I've decided to allow you to select
tonight's entertainment," Kawori Manabe said, rolling down Kawori's window and indicat-
ing the girls lounging along the street.
While I had been to Delston several times, I'd never been in this
area. The street seemed to be literally crowded with prostitutes. It
was something out of a movie. I slowed the car and watched the women as
we drove by.
"They live such hollow lives, don't they?" Kawori Manabe said softly. "They
are the lost ones. Cynical, frightened, they sell their bodies, even
their souls, to support their private Hell. Whether that hell be some
abusive, uncaring man, or some soul sucking drug."
"They are so lonely, so desperate, they give everything they have
for what little pleasure or sense of security they can find. How alike
we are. Well tonight, one of them will know, for a brief moment, the
ultimate happiness. And the final solution to their petty problems.
Pick one, my precious. Pick one you find irresistible."
I looked at each girl as we slowly continued along the stre
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