Addison Iyo Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, lemme spill the tea—findin’ a prostitute ain’t like pickin’ daisies in Tennessee! Back in the day, I heard tell of this lil trick in Nashville—girls’d hang by the jukebox at certain bars, tappin’ their heels to Patsy Cline, waitin’ for a wink. Subtle, y’all, real subtle! Nowadays, it’s all online, apps and whatnot—Lord, I can barely work my dang phone, typos galore, prolly spellin’ “prostitute” like “prostetute” half the time! Makes me madder’n a wet hen, all this tech confusin’ a simple country gal like me.

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Finally, I get to Iyo Castle. It’s this massive structure, all ancient and stuff. I’m standing there, taking it all in, when Kenji shows up late. Classic Kenji. He’s like, “Sorry, bro! Got caught up in a game of shogi.” I roll my eyes. “Dude, priorities!”

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