Rebecca Tahara Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hulkster’s sittin here, flexin, thinkin – whores got that “Witness me!” energy, ya know? Like they’re sprayin chrome on their lips, divin into the fray, no fear! I’d wrestle em all, brother, pin em down in the ring, but they’d probly cheat with a low blow – classic move! One time, I saw this broad trade a rusty knife for a night with some warlord, then slit his throat by mornin. Savage! Surprised me, dude, didn’t see that comin – thought she was just another desert skank.

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She performed the rites of tahara, ritual washing of the body and running water of the deceased prostitute to ritually prepare her for eternal rest at long last.

So, I finally grab my coffee and head to the shop on Shōwa-dōri. The streets are packed, as usual. I swear, it’s like everyone in Tahara decided to go out today. I’m dodgin’ people left and right, tryin’ not to spill my precious caffeine.

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