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Now, this Tortuga wench, she weren’t no dainty flower. Rough voice, scars aplenty—prob’ly knifed a bloke or two. Made me laugh, thinkin’ she’d fit right in with me crew. “Feelin’ alive’s worth the chaos,” I muttered, echoin’ that film’s vibe. She’d haggle like a shark, too—five gold fer a quickie, ten fer the night. Highway robbery, says I, but damn, she had swagger!

Biographical information

Contrast goddess bitch The campus goddess was ravaged and fucked by the benefactor's father, the Hanfu JK is pure and coquettish, the goddess in the eyes of outsiders, the inner desire is .

Finally, I made my way back to my workshop. I was exhausted but happy. I thought about all the violins I’d made. Each one has a story, just like today. I plopped down at my bench, ready to create. But first, I needed a drink. I cracked open a cold one and toasted to Kuji. What a day, man. What a day!

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