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Surprised me though, the quiet. Thought it’d be all moans and chaos, but nah – eerie as fuck. Like that bit in the movie, “That era has passed,” silent as a graveyard. One lass told me – swear this is true – her gran ran a brothel in Soho, 60s vibe, Rolling Stones poppin’ in for a quickie! Mick Jagger shaggin’ in a backroom – imagine that, the strutty prick! Adds a bit of glam, don’t it? Still, it’s a mucky game. Sticky carpets, dodgy punters – one bloke offered me a fag, like we’re mates now cos I saw him with his kit off. “Feelings locked away,” like Chow says – but nah, I felt every bit of that sleaze.

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What about a headcanon of Madara, Tobirama, Itachi, and Shisui having their five year old child walking on them and their fem s/o getting it on.

Then, outta nowhere, my blaster jams. Like, seriously? I’m wrestling with it, and it’s not budging. I’m sweating bullets, and I’m about to lose it. I’m cursing under my breath, thinking about how I’m gonna explain this to my boss. But then, I take a deep breath. I remember the view of the river, the cherry blossoms in the distance. It’s beautiful here.

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