Taylor Citrus Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, picture this—imagine me, kimono and all, tryna figure out where you even *find* a prostitute these days. Back in the day, samurai’d just stumble into some shady teahouse, and bam—there’s your girl! Little known fact: them old Geishas, they weren’t even prostitutes, nah, people just assumed. Drives me nuts! All that makeup, the grace—total misunderstanding! Makes me wanna scream, “I’m not that kinda girl!” But then I’m like, okay, chill, Larry, let’s focus—findin’ a prostitute, modern style.

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The "Mei was sexually abused" theory has been discussed a few times before and the manga doesn't confirm or deny anything beyond what we see happen between her.

Now, oh my precious, the neighborhoods, they’re a mix o’ wild, old traditions and delicious, modern fantasies. Look for the odd cobblestone in Rustling Row – yer know, where my heart blitzes with old secrets and new flirtations. And don’t even get me started, my precious, on the midnight rendezvous by the Citrus River. Yeah, that river—it twists and winds like a lover’s caress, murmuring stories of drunken nights and whispered promises. Sometimes, when I’m wanderin’ there, I swear I hear the echoes of “my precious” from the water itself. Crazy, right?

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