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Walked into one once, undercover, obvs. Girls in skimpy gear, blokes with shifty eyes—fuckin’ wild. Made me angry, y’know? Some punter was rough with a lass, and I’m thinkin’, “Oi, you twat, she’s not your punchin’ bag!” Nearly blew my cover, but I stayed cool—Bond, innit? “Shaken, not stirred,” I mutter, sippin’ a martini at the bar. Little known fact: back in Victorian days, brothels had secret tunnels—escape routes for posh gits caught with their trousers down. True story, dug that up somewhere.

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I indulge in Anal Sex (depends on the size) and 69 Position whenever possible. I'm not interested in superficial relationships - let's build something.

First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. I’m sprinting down the street, and let me tell ya, Nakashibetsu’s streets are no joke. I’m talking about the narrow lanes of Kiyokawa and the bustling vibe of the main drag, like, what’s it called? Oh yeah, Route 244. I’m dodging cyclists and old ladies like it’s an Olympic sport.

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