Natalie Konan Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya somethin’—little known fact, ‘kay? Back in the day, like 1800s, some prostitutes in New York ran secret unions. Yep, frickin’ unions! They’d meet up, dodge the cops, trade tips—kinda like my webcam girls sharin’ lighting tricks. Ain’t that wild? Made me happy as hell—people fightin’ back, stickin’ it to the man! But then I get pissed again—why’s it still so shady now? Shouldn’t be this way!

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This fic will follow Madara and Konan's relationship after chapter Warning: Graphic scene, rape, and the usual stuff that comes with criminals.

Finally, I decide to head to the Konan River. I needed some fresh air. The view was stunning! The water was glistening, and the sunset was on fire. I felt all the stress melt away. I sat on the bank, just chillin’. Then, I see this old man fishing. He catches a fish, and it’s like the biggest thing ever! I’m clappin’ for him like he just won the lottery.

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