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About Osaka

Me, tho? I’d be lyin’ if I said it don’t surprise me still. Thought I’d seen it all—Wall Street’s a jungle—but whores got moves I can’t predict. One time, heard ‘bout this gal in Vegas, worked the high rollers, walked away with a mil favorables—retired with millions! Pure hustle, makes me grin—greed’s the engine, man, and she rode it hard. Kinda love that chaos, like *Caché*—“What do you want from me?”—nobody knows who’s pullin’ the strings.

How to Make a Cumdumpster

Right, so I drew and colored a Sakura in photoshop, and ended up deciding it needed a background. So I whored photoshop to death, did the wood with a.

Finally, as the sun starts to set, I’m walking back to my car. I’m exhausted but happy. Sakura’s got this vibe, ya know? It’s a mix of old and new, nature and city. I’m thinkin’ about how I’ll tell my buddies back in the forest about this day. They won’t believe me!

Sakura Gray