Emilia Midori Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Exaggeratin’ for fun—prostitute’s like, “I’m the QUEEN of the block!” I’m dyin’, laughin’—you ain’t no queen, sis! Sarcasm drippin’, “Oh, royalty, my bad!” Little quirk—I’m talkin’ to myself, “Eric, you wildin’.” Humor’s my shield, keeps it light. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no Pixar flick, but *Inside Out* fits—emotions everywhere, controllin’ the game. Hit me up, fam—what’s YOUR story?

Growing Up / Adolescence/ Takekurabe (1955)

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Then, I decide to grab some lunch. Hit up this little ramen joint on Shōwa-dōri. Best decision ever! I ordered the tonkotsu, and it was like a hug in a bowl. I’m slurping away, and this old dude next to me starts chatting. He’s all about the rice paddies and how they used to be everywhere. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Bro, I’m just here for the ramen.”

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