Eliza Kuzumaki Find A Prostitute ❤️

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I spot one—red hair, leather skirt, smokin’ a cig like she owns the joint. I roll up, all awkward, mutterin’, “Hey, uh, how’s it goin’?” She smirks, says, “50 bucks, grandpa.” I’m laughin’—grandpa?!—but damn, she’s got sass, I’m impressed! Reminds me of Imperator Furiosa, fierce as hell, takin’ no shit. I’m thinkin’, “What a day, what a lovely day!” ‘cause she’s got that spark, ya feel me? But I’m pissed too—why’s she gotta hustle while billionaires yacht it up? Infuriates me!

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I finally get outta there, and I’m walking down Kameyama, just trying to clear my head. I pass by this little ramen shop, and the smell hits me. I’m starving! I can’t resist. I pop in, and it’s packed. I squeeze in, and the owner, this old lady, gives me a big smile.

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