The new geisha was a trifle tall6 ft. 1 from zoris to lacquered wigand during dinner one of her contact lenses popped into the noodles. This left one eye brown and the other blue, but the Japanese businessmen at Kyoto's Club Osome were captivated. After a few fan flutters and giggles masked by tapered fingers, she left them and tottered back to her own table with tiny, toe-in steps of studied helplessness. To her friends she murmured, "Hey, I got a job. This company president said I should meet him later."
The girl...
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