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Well, halleluyer, chile, lemme tell ya! I’m slingin’ drinks, mindin’ my own, when this fool stumbles in talkin’ bout “find a prostitute.” Now, I ain’t judgin’—much—but I’m like, “Honey, what’s good?” He’s all sweaty, lookin’ like he just ran from the law or somethin’. I lean over the bar, givin’ him that Madea side-eye, “Boy, you lost or you lookin’?” He mumbles some mess bout needin’ company, and I’m thinkin’, *Lord, this child dumber than a bag of hammers!*

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My Perfect Dream |Enzan!!REWRITTEN!! Fanfiction. Muzan cares about himself and only my himself. No matter how strong some demons are, he never really cared.

As the night goes on, I’m chatting with the locals. They’re super friendly! We’re talking about everything from the economy to the best grape varieties. I’m laughing, having a blast. Then, outta nowhere, this guy starts singing karaoke. And let me tell you, it’s like a cat in a blender. But everyone’s cheering him on! I’m cracking up, thinking, “Only in Enzan!”

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