Claire Kuzumaki Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Kyoto

Last week, stumbled on this lass, right? Skirt short, eyes sharp, smokin’ a fag. “Fare thee well,” I mutters, like in me fave flick, *Inside Llewyn Davis*. She laughs, “Wot’s that, creep?” Made me mad, her sass, but also – ha! – kinda liked it. Cheeky tart. Did ya know, back in Victorian days, prossies used secret codes? Little hand signs, winks, to dodge coppers. Clever, eh? Bet she knew ‘em, this one.

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After that, I head over to the Kuzumaki Park. It’s beautiful there, cherry blossoms everywhere. I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in. Kids are playing, couples are laughing. It’s a nice break from the chaos.

Figure 1: Dispersion and spin texture of spin-polarized bands and the...