Elizabeth Arai Whore ❤️

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Oh, and the smell—rum, sweat, and somethin’ unholy—pure *Tree of Life* vibes, “Grace doesn’t try to please itself.” Grace my arse, she’s pleasin’ herself to my wallet! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d wager she’s bedded half the fleet and still kicks like a mule. Personal quirk—I’m mutterin’ to meself, “Ricky, you daft twat, why’d ya bother?” Cos it’s a laugh, innit! Whores—they’re the real sailors, ridin’ waves of idiots like me. Sarcasm? Mate, she’s a walkin’ punchline— “Oh, bless ya, captain, you’re me first today!” Yeah, and I’m the bloody Pope!

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I've heard Arai has changed their mold as of late - as i'm sure most of the manufacturers probably have but they've done me well so as the saying goes; "If it.

Yo, lemme tell ya about my wild day in Arai. Man, it was a rollercoaster, for real. I woke up, sun blazin’ through my window, and I’m like, “Today’s the day!” I had a big promo event at Arai’s famous beach, Nishiura. You know, the one with the soft sand and killer views? Yeah, that one.

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