Memoirs of a Geisha
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... no matter how resistant.
I am not accustomed to begging,

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but please know that...
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… if you consent, the Chairman and
I would be most grateful.

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The Chairman needed me.
But I was a far cry from the Geisha I had once been.

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The secrets of our hidden world were postcards
now for girls back home.

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Any street-walker with a painted
face and silk kimono…

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… could call herself a Geisha..
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I looked for the one person who might help.
Mameha.

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The war was written on her face. Everything about her,
not just her home, was less than before.

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Sayuri, when my poor Baron filled his pockets
with stones, I was desperate.

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What could I do? I sold my kimono.
I traded my jade cones for rations.

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It was painful at first,
but I have made my peace.

:35:52
Now, I make a small but tidy
living renting rooms.


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