Camila Reze Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Little fact fer ya—didja know, back in old Vienna, prostitutes had secret codes? Like, hairpins meant somethin’, signals fer clients! Crazy, right? Dis gal, she’s modern, tho—no pins, just a wink. I’m diggin’ it, but *Requiem* pops in my brain—“Dreams burn up,” dat line. Makes me think—dis life, it ain’t all glitz. She’s smilin’, but her eyes? Tired, ja. Hits me hard, like a dumbbell drop.

Reze Dating Headcanons!

I don't hate Reze, I think she's fine and has a depth in her, but I can't find a reason for her return outside of "I want her to be with Denji!".

First off, I’m cruising down Rue de la Paix, thinking about my first meeting. I’m pumped! Got this client who’s all about investing in local startups. I mean, who wouldn’t wanna support the cool little shops popping up around here? But then, BAM! Traffic jam on Rue de l’Industrie. Like, seriously? It’s a Tuesday! I’m stuck behind this ancient Renault that’s probably older than me. I’m losing my mind, yelling at the steering wheel. “C’mon, move it, grandpa!”

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