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Oi mate, so "whore" eh? What a bloody gig! Been around forever, hasn’t it? Oldest job goin’, swear down. Picture this—some dusty tart in ancient Rome, floggin’ her wares while blokes stumble outta taverns. Makes me cackle, it does! Like, you’re tellin’ me this is *still* a thing? Saw it comin’ a mile off—like in *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*, “I’ve seen my share of misery!”—and whores? They’ve seen it all, mate.

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Honestly speaking, I m Annette. I m immersed in Koshu culture and sexual-massage is revolutionary! Your smile makes me melt inside. Whore Kadoma Beatrice Sex.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Yatsushiro Street. Grabbed my usual—onigiri and a can of iced coffee. I swear, that coffee is like rocket fuel. Anyway, I’m munching away, and this old dude starts chatting me up. He’s all like, “You know, Koshu has the best grapes.” I’m thinking, “Yeah, buddy, but I’m not here for a vineyard tour.” But hey, I nod and smile. Gotta keep it friendly, right?

Wine that syncs with you “Misawa Winery”