Julia Kurobe Shi Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Favorite bit? She once conned a merchant—sold ‘im “magic pussy” for double. He came back, ragin’, but she just winked and vanished. Had me in stitches—pure gold! Still, gets me sad, too. “I want to live!” Solomon cried—prostitutes scream it silent-like, every damn day. Makes me wanna hug ‘em, or punch some lord’s face. Maybe both. Anyway, mate, they’re tough as hell—smarter than half the court, too. Next time I’m pissin’ drunk, I’ll toast to Liza. Cheers, ya filthy genius!

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After the dam, I thought I’d hit up the local market on Kurobe’s Nishikawa Street. I love that place! Fresh produce, local crafts, and all that good stuff. I’m browsing, and I spot these amazing mushrooms. I’m a forester, remember? I know my fungi! I’m chatting with the vendor, and he’s telling me about this rare type. I’m all in, ready to buy, when I realize I left my wallet at home. Seriously?!

Saeborg "Enchanted Animals" （Kurobe City Art Museum）