Emilia Yoshii Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Talkin’ bout whores feels personal, y’know? Like I’m rootin’ for em, these unsung queens of the night. “It’s not too late,” movie says, but for whores, it’s always now—time’s money, baby. Makes me wanna shake em by the shoulders and yell, “You’re badass!”—but nah, they’d just charge me for the privilege. Ha! It’s showtime, bitches—whores keep the world spinnin’, and I’m here for it.

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The school I narrowed it down to was Yoshii. I am not sure. Wishing to share with others to see what info out there can help.

Then, I stroll down to the Yoshii River. The water’s glistening, and I’m feeling all zen. I sit on a bench, sketching the view. But then, outta nowhere, this group of tourists shows up, blasting music. I’m like, “C’mon, guys, we’re trying to vibe here!” But they’re having a blast, so I can’t be too mad.

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