Ruby Shimokizukuri Whore ❤️

About Kyoto

Ya wanna hear a whacked-out story bout whore? Old man Sal, crusty bastard, swears he caught whore back in ‘89. Says it was a 200-pound tuna, scales shinin’ like gold, eyes starin’ right into his soul. Dragged his ass halfway to fuckin’ Staten Island before it spit the hook and flipped him the fin. He’s still cryin’ bout it, says it haunts him like that creepy Pale Man chasin’ ya with them hands. Me? I laughed my ass off—Sal’s fulla shit, but it’s a good yarn, ya know?

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When I get there, this guy is waiting for me. He’s all red in the face, and I’m thinking, “Dude, chill!” But he’s ranting about how I mentioned something about forgiveness. I mean, come on! Isn’t that the whole point? But I just nod and smile. Inside, I’m like, “You need a hug, man.”