Lucy Kan Onjicho Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Been thinkin’ bout it lately—gets me all riled up! I mean, who doesn’t love a good chase, right? Reminds me of “The Royal Tenenbaums”—all that messy family crap, but with hookers instead! Picture this: me, Hannibal Lecter, strollin’ down some grimy street, lookin’ for a dame who’s got that *je ne sais quoi*. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d whisper to her, just to see her squirm—ha! Bet she’d think I’m nuts, and she’d be right.

Risk something on Him.

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Man, today was a wild ride in Kan-onjicho! Like, seriously, I can’t even. I woke up late, as usual. My alarm? Yeah, it totally betrayed me. I jumped outta bed, threw on whatever I could find. You know, the usual “I’m not ready for the world” look.