Zara Yamada Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh honey, lemme tell ya, as the Master of the Forest—nasally voice kickin’ in—I got THOUGHTS on findin’ a prostitute, alright? Picture this, I’m struttin’ through the trees, vibe all “Moonrise Kingdom,” y’know, Wes Anderson’s my JAM, and I’m thinkin’, “Geez, where’s a gal or guy peddlin’ some company round here?” *Nanny laugh* HA-HA-HA! Like, in them woods, Sam and Suzy ran off for love, but me? I’m lookin’ for a quick transaction, no mushy stuff!

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After that, I head back to the clinic, and guess what? My assistant, Yuki, spills coffee all over the floor. I’m like, “Yuki! What’s wrong with you?!” She just laughs and says, “At least it’s not on the patients!” True, but still! I can’t deal with this chaos.

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