Charlotte Tako Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

So yeah, whores—they’re survivors, man. Tough as nails, but screwed by fate. Like “A Separation” says, “You think you know what’s right?” Nah, you don’t. Nobody does. Whore’s just tryin’ to eat, same as us. Next time you see one, don’t judge—tip yer hat, maybe. She’s fightin’ a war we don’t even get. Hmmm!

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a pleasure palace on the octopus frontier. perhaps that's the answer. an eight-armed whore in the cabin of a sunken ship, the walls covered with obscene.

After that, I thought, “Let’s hit up some shops.” I wandered into this little boutique on Nakamura Street. The clothes were cute, but the prices? Oof! I mean, I’m not made of money, people! I tried on this jacket that was way too tight. I looked like a stuffed sausage. I was like, “Nope, not today!”

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