Anna Mishima Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, thou weary soul, hark! Me, a tinkerer of radio-electronic wares, doth ponder this - findin’ a prostitute, aye? ‘Tis a murky quest, like Gotham’s shadowed alleys in mine fave flick, *The Dark Knight*. “Some men just want to watch the world burn,” quoth Alfred, and methinks some blokes just wanna chase skirts in the dark, eh? I’m scribbling this fast, so pardon me 17 typos, mate – brain’s buzzin’ like a busted transistor!

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The prostitute is the only possible choice for Kochan to clarify his confusion toward his sexual desire. What Kochan experiences in the prostitution is to be.

First thing I notice? The smell of yakitori wafting through the air. Like, c’mon, who can resist that? I’m thinkin’ about snagging some after my shift. But then, BAM! A kid starts yellin’ like he’s seen a ghost. I look over, and this little dude is flailin’ in the water. Panic mode activated! I sprint down the sandy stretch of Kōen-dōri, heart racin’.

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