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About Tokyo

Lemme tell ya, I was chattin’ up this bird once, total fox, and turns out she was a pro – a real “lady of the night,” yeah? Blew my mind! Not mad tho, just shocked – like, “Where do I sign up?” Ha! Made me happy, seein’ her own it, struttin’ like she’s got the world by the knickers. But then, ugh, some blokes treat ‘em like dirt – pisses me off! Like, “What’s your damage, mate?” Respect the hustle, ya dig?

Kaiba's Prostitute

"My girlfriend, your whore," Marc corrected. Joan smiled with her lower lip between her teeth and Seto's cock pulsed again. "K thanks bye." Seto.

First stop, I hit up the Seto Pottery Museum. I mean, duh, it’s like the heart of the city. I’m walking down the narrow streets, and it’s like, every corner has some dope pottery shop. I’m talking about the kind of stuff that makes you wanna buy everything. But I’m broke, so I just window shop. Ugh, life.

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