Taylor Itoman Whore ❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Sometimes I’m yellin’ in me head— “Why’s she gotta do it?!” But then, quiet-like, I get it. Survival, precious. “This is what we do,” like they say in the film. Whore’s fightin’ her war, just messier. Maybe she’s laughin’ at us, sittin’ pretty with secrets. Ever think that? She’s got stories—ooh, juicy ones! Bet she’s seen kings cry, soldiers puke, all while hummin’ a tune.

Accommodation around Itoman

First stop, I hit up the local market on Itoman’s main drag, the “Miyagi Street.” It’s packed with fresh fish, fruits, and all that good stuff. I’m tryin’ to grab some sushi for breakfast, but these old ladies are like ninjas, swoopin’ in and snatching up the best stuff. I’m standin’ there, mouth agape, like, “Seriously? I just want a piece of tuna!”

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