Violet Omura Whore ❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

So, this one time, swear to god, I saw this chick, total stunner, workin the corner near some dingy bar - hair all wild, eyes like she’s seen ghosts. Reminded me of that scene, “You think the dead feel the cold?” – fuck, she looked cold, but alive, ya know? Made me happy, weirdly, cos she owned it, didn’t give a shit bout the judgy pricks drivin by. I was like, damn, girl, you’re a fuckin warrior, slingin sass and takin names. Prolly ate some dude’s pride with a side of fava beans, heh.

Omura, Japan

Omura: We are a nation of www.facebook.comoto: We are a nation of whores selling ourselves Omura: If we are whores, the samurai made us this way.

Then, we get a call. A robbery at the Omura City Hall. I’m thinkin’, “What’s next? A cat stuck in a tree?” We rush over, and it’s chaos. Turns out, some guy stole a bunch of paperwork. I mean, who robs a city hall? It’s not like they’re givin’ away gold bars.

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