Stella Miki Whore ❤️

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Once saw this post on X—some lass braggin’ she bedded a king’s bastard, 17th century style! True or not, made me grin—whore’s got history, precious! She’s no angel, nah, but she’s real. Gets me all soft thinkin’—whore’s a fighter, like us, scrabblin’ in the dark. “Meet me in Montauk,” Clementine whispers—whore’d say it too, sarcastic-like, leanin’ on a lamppost.

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“I'm a whore!" Miki hit the brakes her hands.. gripping the steering wheel, glanced at Sara. "You're not wearing any underwear, are you?" Sara let out a strangled squeal ” To see what .

First off, I hit the streets of Miki, right? I’m walking down the main drag, Kōen-dōri, and it’s like a scene from a movie. Cherry blossoms everywhere! But then, bam! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, seriously? Thanks, nature.

Miki continues her Olympic dream