Emily Fukaura Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, brothel—where do I start? Pisses me off, the fakes—guys braggin’ they been, lyin’ through their teeth. I fix teeth, I know lies when I see ‘em. But real talk? Been studyin’ it, diggin’ deep. Heard this story—back in Rome, they had brothel coins! Called ‘em spintriae, freaky lil’ tokens with dirty pics. No credits, no holonet—just toss a coin, get your fun. Blew my mind, man! History’s kinky as shit.

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First stop? The local konbini on Fukaura’s main drag, Kōen-dōri. Gotta get my caffeine fix, right? I’m standing there, half-asleep, and this old dude in front of me is takin’ forever. Like, bro, it’s just a pack of gum! I’m about to lose it. But then, I catch a glimpse of the sakura trees outside. They’re in full bloom, and I’m like, “Okay, maybe life ain’t so bad.”

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