Ellie Otsuchi Whore ❤️❤️

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Once knew this gal—total badass whore. Worked downtown, neon lights, stank of cigs. She’d laugh, say, “I’m my own empire.” Loved that. Reminded me of Benicio in the flick—caring, but dark. “The worst is over,” he says. Whore’s life ain’t over, tho. Keeps going, gritty as hell. Surprised me how tough she was—steel core, man.

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Mit kleinen Baggern versuchen Helfer, der gigantischen Schuttberge Herr zu werden. Küstenorte wie Otsuchi, wo einst Menschen lebten, sind nahezu ausgelöscht. Die Überlebenden .

But then, I spot a familiar face in the crowd. It’s my buddy, Kenji. He’s got that goofy grin, and I can’t help but laugh. We start shootin’ the breeze, and he tells me about this new sushi place on Takahashi Street. I’m like, “Dude, I’m in!” But then, outta nowhere, a guy bumps into me. I spill my drink all over my jacket. Great. Just great.

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