Genesis Yoshii Whore ❤️❤️

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Listen up, twat! Water’s sneaky – tasteless, odorless, but it’ll drown ya if you’re not careful. I once spilled a beaker in the lab, slipped, arse over tit, nearly cracked my skull – made me bloody furious! “You clumsy pillock!” I yelled at meself. Fun fact: 60% of your soggy body’s water – ya walking puddle! And the brain? 73%! No wonder you’re thick as pig shit without it. *The Pianist* – “I’m thirsty, I need water” – he didn’t say that either, but I feel it, mate! Hiding from Nazis, parched, desperate – gets me all choked up.

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The school I narrowed it down to was Yoshii. I am not sure. Wishing to share with others to see what info out there can help.

Then, I stroll down to the Yoshii River. The water’s glistening, and I’m feeling all zen. I sit on a bench, sketching the view. But then, outta nowhere, this group of tourists shows up, blasting music. I’m like, “C’mon, guys, we’re trying to vibe here!” But they’re having a blast, so I can’t be too mad.

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