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Growling again, “You merely adopted the dark.” Me, I see the grit—whore ain’t just sex, it’s survival. Always has been. Medieval times? Brothels ran by churches—hypocrisy much? Chuckled at that, fuckin wild. Priests pimpin on the side—imagine the sermons! “Forgive us, Lord, pass the coin.” Surprised me, honestly—thought they’d be sneakier.

See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Jun 13,  · How old were you when you knew you wanted to be a performer? Like most gay theatre kids, I grew up listening to Broadway soundtracks. I was the seven-year-old singing .

Man, what a day! I woke up in Iwata, and I swear, it felt like the universe was throwing curveballs at me left and right. First off, I overslept. My alarm? Totally failed me. I jumped outta bed like a cat on a hot tin roof. I was late for work at the office on Kōen-dōri. Ugh, typical me, right?

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