Valentina Omihachiman Whore ❤️❤️

About Tokyo

Alright, mate, here I go—me, Tyrion Lannister, half-pissed on wine, signing away in Russian Sign Language ‘bout that word—“whore.” I drink and I know things, see, and this one’s a bloody riot. Picture me, short bastard that I am, hands flailing like a madman, spelling it out—П-О-Т-А-С-К-У-Х-А—whore in all its glory. Ain’t it a beaut? Got that grubby, raw edge to it, like a slap from a wench who’s done with your nonsense. Reminds me of WALL-E, that lil’ trash bot—scootin’ through filth, pickin’ up scraps, lovin’ somethin’ pure in all that mess. Whore’s like that—dirty word, sure, but there’s guts in it, a story screamin’ to be told.

Our first trip to Omihachiman in Shiga, Japan

Everyone else here has been LOVELY! And someone else said I could have been mistaken for a whore Random Town Recommendation: Omihachiman.

So, I hit the streets, right? First stop, the famous Hachiman-bori canal. It’s like, super picturesque, with those cute little boats and all. I’m takin’ pics like a tourist, but then I trip over my own feet. Classic me, right? Almost dropped my phone in the water. That would’ve been a disaster.

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