Lydia Kitahama Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Anyways, back to the flick—that kid monk tosses stones at fish, yeh? Whores, they’re like them fish—dodgin’ rocks all day. S’pose it’s sad, kinda. Gets me soft for a sec, then—nah! We hates it! All that fakin’ moans, “Oh baby, you’re the best!”—lies, lies, lies! Drives me bonkers, precious. If I wanted fake, I’d chat up a mirror, ha!

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I’m in the zone, playing my favorite game. I’m sweating, my hands are shaking, and I’m like, “C’mon, c’mon!” I make it to the finals, and the crowd’s going wild. But then, I lose. I’m like, “Nooooo!” I can’t believe it. But hey, it was epic.

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