Zoey Konan Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk real shit—findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: I’m strollin’ Rome, right, like in *The Great Beauty*, that flick I bloody love. “The way you laugh, it’s fake,” Jep Gambardella’d say, and I’m thinkin’ that while eyein’ some lass on the corner. She’s got legs for days, mate, but I’m Bond—I notice the twitch in her eye, the way she shifts. Tells me she’s new, probs scared shitless.

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I completely missed this, but apparently it is heavily implied that Yahiko was screwing Konan's brains out. Manga.

Yo, lemme tell ya about my wild day in Konan. Man, it was a rollercoaster, for real. I woke up, and the sun was blazin’ through my window on Kōnan-dōri. I was like, “Great, another hot day.” But hey, I’m in Japan, so I gotta make the most of it, right?

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