Leah Kurobe Shi Prostitute ❤️

About Saitama

So, picture this—met this prossie once, yeah? Called her Ruby, real name prolly somethin boring like Janet. She’s struttin round, heels clackin, skirt so short it’s basically a rumor. I’m like, “How you do this, luv?” She laughs, says, “Better than flippin burgers, innit?” Fair point, I reckon. Made me happy, her sass—girl’s got spine! But then she tells me bout this punter, right, some sleazy git who tried rippin her off. Got me fumin—why’s the world gotta be such a dick to em? “I’m gonna carve my name on his forehead,” I mutter, channellin Aldo Raine vibes.

Nagano-shi

Then, outta nowhere, this pigeon lands on my head! I freak out! I’m flailing my arms, and the old man is cracking up. I’m like, “Dude, get your bird!” But he just keeps laughing. I mean, come on!

Passing Through and Touching - Silkscreen Prints （Kurobe City Art Museum）