Emily Yuki Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

One time, I’m haulin’ nets, she’s leanin’ on a post, smokin’, lookin’ beat. I yell, “Candy, you good?” She flips me off, grins, “Better than you, fish-breath!” Cheeky as hell, love that fire. Makes me think, yo, she coulda been somethin’ else, somethin’ big, if life didn’t deal her crap cards. Like Malik, “I’m my own man,” but the world keeps swingin’.

Yuki Kyoka: Prostitute

I’m like, “Yo, what’s the plan?” He’s like, “Just make me look fresh.” Fresh? Dude, you look like a yeti. But I gotchu. I start snippin’, and he starts tellin’ me about his life. Apparently, he just moved to Yuki from Tokyo. I’m like, “Why’d you leave the big city?” He goes, “Too crowded, man.” I’m thinkin’, “You do realize Yuki’s not exactly a ghost town, right?”

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