Emilia Fuefuki Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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What gets me happy tho—seein’ a player own it. Like, “Yeah, I’m a whore for this game!”—total swagger. Reminds me of *The Assassin* again—“To act without hesitation.” That’s the spirit! No shame, just purpose. I’d slap ‘em on the back, say, “You’re a right legend, mate.” Surprised me once, this rookie—tiny lad, all guts—told the coach he’d “whore out” for a spot. Coach was fumin’, I was dyin’ laughin’.

A Few Hours in Fuefuki.

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But then, I get hungry again. So, I hit up this ramen joint on the corner of Kofu and Fuefuki. The smell hits me like a freight train. I order the spicy miso ramen, and let me tell ya, it’s fire! I’m slurping it down, and I’m in heaven. But then, I spill some broth on my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m sitting there, trying to clean it up, and the waiter just gives me this look. Like, “Dude, really?”

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