Grace Seto Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Anyway, I’m ramblin—point is, “whore” ain’t just a word, it’s a fight. A story. Like *Zodiac*’s “I just want it to stop”—we gotta stop lettin it cut us. I’m takin it back, makin it fierce. Call me a whore? Bet, I’ll wear it like a crown! Slay! Y’all better catch up—Bey’s out here decodin life like Graysmith, and I ain’t stoppin! Love y’all—keep shinin, keep fightin!

Chapter 17: Take it or Leave it

Joan's adventure with the Kaiba brothers continues.

After that disaster, I needed a pick-me-up. I strolled down to the Seto River. It’s so pretty there, with cherry blossoms and all. I sat on a bench, just chillin’, when this old dude starts chatting me up. He’s like, “You know, Seto is famous for its ceramics.” I’m like, “Yeah, no kidding, buddy.” But he was cool, told me about the history of the city. Apparently, it’s been making pottery for over a thousand years. Mind blown.

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