Harper Shisui Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Osaka

Personal quirk? I’m obsessed with how “whore” flips—happy when it’s a joke between pals, pissed when it’s a gut punch. Exaggeratin’ for effect? Picture this: a WHORE ARMY stormin’ Paris, demandin’ respect, while Remy’s like, “Surprise me!” cookin’ ratatouille for ‘em. Dramatic? Hell yeah! I’d watch that movie in a heartbeat.

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Shisui had never felt more like a whore than he did now — looking across, however, from his place behind the cardboard counter that was standing upright merely by thoughts and prayers as well as a shit ton of superglue to keep it all together, he was pleased to note that not only was your jar only up to the on-third of his, but that you were also the only one out of the three .

As the sun starts to set, I wrap up for the day. I’m exhausted but happy. I stroll down the streets of Shisui, feeling the vibe. The neon lights start to flicker on, and it’s like the city comes alive. I pass by the Shisui Shrine, and it’s peaceful. I stop for a moment, just taking it all in.

New luxury hotel in Nara built from former governor’s home