Esme Tsubame Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just strollin’ up, nah. It’s a dance, a game—bit like trackin’ a secret nobody’s spillin’. Back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—fancy, right? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how even then they had style. Anyway, I spot this one gal, all sass, leanin’ by a busted lamp post. “What’s a god like you want?” she snaps, and I’m like, “Darlin’, I’m bored—entertain me.” She laughs, harsh, like she’s heard it all. Made me happy, that grit—none of that fake sweet crap.

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After that, we grab some lunch at this little joint on Nishikata Street. Best ramen ever! I’m slurpin’ it down, and Kenji’s talkin’ about his latest woodworking project. I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna mess it up!” But he’s all confident. I admire that.

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