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Alright, y’all, listen up! Git-R-Done! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, ya know, like some ol’ boy scoutin’ the streets. I love me that movie *Leviathan*—you seen it? Andrey Zvyagintsev, 2014, dark as hell! That line, “Everything’s God’s will,” hits me hard. Makes me wonder—fate’s a mean sumbitch, ain’t it? Anyway, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk, lemme tell ya! I’m picturin’ it like Kolya in that flick, stumblin’ through life, lookin’ for somethin’—or someone—to fix the mess.

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My Perfect Dream |Enzan!!REWRITTEN!! Fanfiction. Muzan cares about himself and only my himself. No matter how strong some demons are, he never really cared.

As the night goes on, I’m chatting with the locals. They’re super friendly! We’re talking about everything from the economy to the best grape varieties. I’m laughing, having a blast. Then, outta nowhere, this guy starts singing karaoke. And let me tell you, it’s like a cat in a blender. But everyone’s cheering him on! I’m cracking up, thinking, “Only in Enzan!”

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