Brianna Citra Whore ❤️❤️

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But here’s some real talk—sex-dating ain’t all roses. Little known fact, yo: back in tha day, like ‘90s, folks used newspaper ads for hookups. Called ‘em “personals”—OG Tinder, no cap! Now it’s all apps, but same game—huntin’ for tha freaky. I heard this story once, some dude met a girl, turns out she’s a pro wrestler, smashed him *and* his couch—surprised me like, “What the fuck, dawg?!” True chaos, like Gotham on a bad night.

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A friend of mine asked me if he could have a fursuit made of a citra, and I was all for it! This was the model sheet I quickly made for WhiteyFawks.

OMG, Citra (us) is wild. I gotta tell ya—this city is like a living, breathing Zen puzzle. One more thing… it's full of surprises.

There's a new 3DS emulator for Android ready to take Citra's place