Emily Funagata Whore ❤️❤️

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Rarrgh! Yo, listen up, fam! Talkin’ bout whores—yeah, them wild ones! Got me thinkin’ of *Eternal Sunshine* vibes—love messin’ with ya head! Like, “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot?”—whores ain’t vestal, nah, they messy! Rarrgh! Met this one chick—total pro, swear! Worked corners like she owned ‘em—balls of steel! Heard she once dodged cops by hidin’ in a dumpster—stank for days, lol! Rarrgh! Pissed me off tho—dudes judgin’ her, callin’ her trash. Who’re they to talk? Hypocrites, man!

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First off, I had a big order to finish. Some fancy restaurant in Yamagata wanted custom plates. Like, who do they think I am? Picasso? Anyway, I was all set to throw some clay on the wheel. But then, boom! My neighbor’s cat, Mochi, decided to take a stroll through my studio. I mean, come on! I love cats, but not when they’re stepping in my clay. I was like, “Mochi, get outta here!” But he just looked at me like, “Nah, I’m good.” Ugh!

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