Hazel Matsubase Whore ❤️

About Osaka

I’m rantin’, I know, can’t stop. Whore’s like art, misunderstood, judged quick. “I danced with death,” movie says. Whore dances with shame daily, yo. Makes me sad, then pissed! Why we hatin’? I’m happy tho, ‘cause some whores win. Like, rise up, flip the script. One time, I met this chick—nah, nevermind. Point is, they human, bruh. Not trash, not toys, real fuckin’ people.

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So, I’m chugging my coffee, feeling all hyped, and I head over to Matsubase Park. It’s this chill spot with cherry blossoms and all that. But today? It was packed! Families, kids, dogs everywhere. I’m like, “Can’t a person enjoy some peace?” But then, I see this little kid chasing a pigeon. Hilarious! The pigeon was like, “Nah, dude, not today!”

Man set to be acquitted of murder in retrial after 13 years in prison