Elise Omuta Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

Heya doll, it’s me, Marilyn – breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President!” – spillin’ the tea on whores, ‘cause why not? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them, y’know, like in my fave flick, *The Great Beauty*. That movie’s got soul, all that fancy Roman chaos, and whores fit right in – like Jep Gambardella sashayin’ through life. “What’s more beautiful than this?” I’d purr, watchin’ a gal work her magic on some sleazy joe. Whores, honey, they’re the real poets – tradin’ skin for secrets, livin’ loud.

Japan: Nagasaki Lantern Festival

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I always get so happy around Nakata Street – it's quirky, a bit off-beat, buzzing with tiny bars where everyone’s quick with a smile and a wink. Kinda like in Ratatouille, when Remy says, "Anyone can cook!"—here, anyone can love, and anyone can live their truth. I sometimes exclaim that line aloud, stop and laugh at the absurdity!

2 girls held hostage in southwest Japan by suspected knife-wielding man