Lydia Tahara Whore ❤️

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Little fact, hmm—ancient Rome, whores wore yellow, markin’ ‘em loud. Wild, right? “See them, you will, from afar,” like Wiesler spottin’ dissenters. Me, I’d sip my blue milk, thinkin’, “Power, she’s got, more than they know.” Sarcasm? Oh, yeah—“Poor lil’ whore, savin’ the galaxy one screw at a time.” Love her grit, tho—raw, messy, real. Whore’s tale, it’s no fairy tale, but damn, it’s alive! “Live, she does, on her terms,” I’d nod, respectin’ that hustle.

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So, I finally grab my coffee and head to the shop on Shōwa-dōri. The streets are packed, as usual. I swear, it’s like everyone in Tahara decided to go out today. I’m dodgin’ people left and right, tryin’ not to spill my precious caffeine.

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