Megan Shisui Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Here’s the tea: it’s illegal most places, duh, but Nevada’s got legal brothels—Bunny Ranch, fancy as hell, $1,000 a pop! I’m like, who’s got that cash? Not me, pal! This chick’s street-level, tho—raw, unfiltered, like Tarr’s long-ass takes. Made me happy, weirdly—somethin Ascot—freedom, baby! No rules, just chaos. Angry? Yeah, when she ghosted me mid-chat—rude! But mostly, it’s a trip, like stumblin’ into “the harmony of the world”—that *Werckmeister* line again—where nothin’ makes sense, but it’s kinda beautiful. So, findin’ a prostitute? Sketchy, thrilling, and way more human than you’d think—go figure!

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SIGHT Lyrics: Shisui, you're such a fucking whore / Calm down, I'll just call Robert / Up the Glock, all you gonna hear is "Brr" (Bop-bop) / Yeah.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Shisui’s main drag, Route 464. Grabbed my usual—onigiri and a can of iced coffee. I swear, that coffee is like rocket fuel. I’m chugging it down, and boom! I spill some on my shirt. Great start, right? I’m lookin’ like a hot mess already.

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