Audrey Yasugicho Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, findin a prossie—ain’t no highborn quest. You don’t send ravens or polish yer armor. Nah, you sniff the alleys, follow the perfume mixed with piss. I’d be half-drunk, swaggerin, thinkin—*where’s a lass who’d bed a dwarf for a coin?* In *City of God*, Lil’ Zé’d probly shoot me for starin too long, but here? They just want gold, not yer head. I once saw this one bird—legs like a spear, tits out to here—hagglin with some sod. Made me laugh, she’s all “Pay up, you lil shit!”—reminded me of Rocket dodgin bullets, fierce as fuck.

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After I finish, I decide to stroll around. I hit up the Yasugicho Park. It’s a little oasis in the chaos. I sit on a bench, watchin’ the cherry blossoms. They’re in full bloom, and it’s like somethin’ outta a movie. I’m feelin’ all zen, ya know? But then, I see this couple arguing. Like, come on, guys! Not in front of the flowers!