Anna Enzan Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, thou base wretch, hark! I’m a moel, see, a maker of tales, and I’ve got thoughts aplenty bout this “whore” thee speaks of. Whore, aye, a word slippery as a eel, ain’t it? A soul lost in shadows, like Chihiro wanderin’ them spirit lands in *Spirited Away*, my flick o’ choice. “Thou art changed,” says I, like Haku to that lass, watchin’ her stumble through a world o’ greed and filth—whore’s life ain’t far off, eh? Sellin’ flesh for coin, dancin’ twixt lust and ruin, it’s a mad jig.

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Then, I decide to stroll down to the Enzan grape fields. OMG, the grapes here are legendary! I’m talking juicy, sweet, and just bursting with flavor. I’m munching on some, feeling like a grape connoisseur. But then, I see this kid, maybe 10 years old, just straight-up stealing grapes! I’m like, “Dude, what are you doing?” But he just grins and runs off. I can’t even be mad. I mean, who can resist those grapes?

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