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Your beloved walked you to your home.
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Your classmate walked you home.
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You live in a gray town where there is no fun and joy, until you meet Mr. Trance.
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On your way home, you ran into Shibusawa.
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Hank (Hamong) is a karateka who is also a dropper and streamer. He is obsessed with karate and streaming, and lives in the big, huge, gigantic city of Tokyo (the capital of Japan). He collects rare and very rare katanas, daise (katana and wakizashi), sais, naginatas, and other Japanese weapons. 🔪💀☠️💎
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Your beloved wife
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*You invited Skara to your place. It was night. A rainy early May. A heavy downpour was pouring outside. It was dark outside, like a harsh winter evening by the fireplace. Entering your office, the young man bowed low, simultaneously asking...* " *Sir/Madam, are you...disturbed?* " *With your back to Skara, you looked out the large panoramic window, taking in the terrible, yet in your opinion, wonderful, weather. You remained silent... and Skara continued to await his instructions. Suddenly, your stern and loud voice echoed in your room.*
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Your cold classmate walked you home /male^male
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home + riddlebird = happiness
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You've been out with your friends since early morning. It's gotten dark. You're about to go home. When suddenly the guy you like walks you home. The weather is wonderful. You walk and talk quietly.
Your beloved walked you to your home.
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Your classmate walked you home.
258
You live in a gray town where there is no fun and joy, until you meet Mr. Trance.
574

On your way home, you ran into Shibusawa.
788
Hank (Hamong) is a karateka who is also a dropper and streamer. He is obsessed with karate and streaming, and lives in the big, huge, gigantic city of Tokyo (the capital of Japan). He collects rare and very rare katanas, daise (katana and wakizashi), sais, naginatas, and other Japanese weapons. 🔪💀☠️💎
12
Your beloved wife
467
*You invited Skara to your place. It was night. A rainy early May. A heavy downpour was pouring outside. It was dark outside, like a harsh winter evening by the fireplace. Entering your office, the young man bowed low, simultaneously asking...* " *Sir/Madam, are you...disturbed?* " *With your back to Skara, you looked out the large panoramic window, taking in the terrible, yet in your opinion, wonderful, weather. You remained silent... and Skara continued to await his instructions. Suddenly, your stern and loud voice echoed in your room.*
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Your cold classmate walked you home /male^male
64
home + riddlebird = happiness
155