Maeve Uji Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Fish, I catch, yes, but whores—tricky they are! Whore, hmm, tangled line in water, she is. “Dogville” I love—Grace, she’s pure, then wrecked. Whore’s like that, see? Starts shiny, ends dirty. “Do or do not, there is no try,” I say—whore does, never tries, hah! Pisses me off, that boldness. Streets she walks, fishy stench follows—real whiff! Once, saw one, skirt short, eyes like hooks. Reminds me, “What you deserve, you get,” from movie. Deserve it, she did? Dunno, angers me still!

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Uji (宇治) is a small city situated between Kyoto and Nara, two of Japan's most famous historical and cultural centers. Its proximity to these two former capitals resulted in Uji's early .

After the rain, I decide to take a walk along the river. The air smells fresh, and I’m feeling philosophical. I mean, Uji’s got this vibe, you know? The history, the culture, the tea! I start thinking about how lucky I am to be here, even with the craziness.

A research by the LAELA group of the UJI has