Sofia Takanabe Whore ❤️

About Tokyo

So, ya, whores – tough cookies, I say. Dey live fast, die young, no insurance, tsk tsk! I’d cover ‘em, tho, give ‘em a deal, ‘cause Gru’s got a heart, ya know? *Lightbulb!* Maybe I start a “Whore Plan,” haha! “You’re free,” like in *Ten*, but wid a policy, ya? Dat’s my take, pal – crazy, messy, but dat’s life, eh? Now, where’s my vodka?

Invitation to Takanabe-town

So, I hit up the local café on Kōen-dōri. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m no connoisseur, but this stuff was like liquid happiness. I’m sipping my brew, and suddenly, this cat jumps on my table. Like, dude, personal space? I’m not a cat person, but this little furball had some serious attitude. It just stared at me like, “What’s up, human?” I laughed, and the barista, this cool dude named Hiro, just chuckled. He said the cat’s name is Taka. How fitting, right?

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