Memoirs of a Geisha
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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.

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

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I am not about to go chasing the past.
It might do you good. - How?

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To remind you that once with a single glance,
you could bring a man like the Baron, to his knees.

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Well, I did keep one kimono.
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The Baron gave it to me when
he became my patron.

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Thank you big-sister.
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So tell me.
What do we know about entertaining Americans?


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