Lina Umi Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this—me, hunched over me workbench, sawin’ wood, stringin’ guts, thinkin’ ‘bout whores in ol’ Paris. *Ratatouille* vibes, right? Food’s art, cookin’s passion, but whore? That’s a craft too, sneaky-like. “You must be imaginative, strong-hearted,” Gusteau says. Whores got that, don’t they? Guts to strut, dodge the law, flip off the prudes. Me, I’d be crap at it—too twitchy, too bony. They’d laugh me out the brothel, ha!

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I finally get my act together and head to the Umi City Hall. Gotta meet a client. They’re deaf, obviously, and I’m pumped to help. But the meeting? Total chaos! The client’s late. I’m sitting there, looking at the clock, thinking, “Did they forget? Or are they just fashionably late?”

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