Anna Naze Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m George W. Bush, talkin’ ‘bout whores—yep, them ladies of the night! Fool me once, shame on—uh, shame on you, fool me—can’t get fooled again, right? Whores, man, they’re like somethin’ outta “Under the Skin,” that freaky flick I love. That alien chick, scarin’ folks, lurin’ ‘em in—whores do that too, don’t they? Suck you in with a wink, then bam—wallet’s gone!

Neural Resonanses

So, I finally meet up with him at this izakaya on Naze’s main street. We order a ton of food—yakitori, tempura, you name it. I’m stuffing my face, and he’s telling me about his latest dating disaster. I’m cracking up, but then I spill soy sauce all over my shirt. Great, just great. Now I look like a walking sushi roll.

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