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About Kyoto

My precious! Me, Gollum, raspy and sly, talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, yesss. Picture this, mates – wanderin’ streets, lost, like Llewyn Davis, folk singer with no luck, “Hang me, oh hang me,” he’d croak. Me too, searchin’, cold wind bitin’ me bones. Findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic, no sir! X posts say they’re everywhere, but where? Sneaky, they are, hidin’ in shadows, precious.

Hoes Mad (Saiki K x M! Reader)

Saiki stopped massaging your head and brings your head back up to look at him. You gave a sad and confused look that made Saiki want to lean to your face. "What.

First off, I’m stationed at the Saiki Beach, which is like the best spot ever. The waves are decent, not too gnarly, but enough to keep things interesting. I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ the crowd, and it’s packed! Kids runnin’ around, parents tryin’ to keep up, and the smell of yakitori wafting through the air. I’m like, “Dude, I could go for some of that right now.”

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