Bella Chatan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Oh, and this one time—true story—I saw this whore on the street, right? Looked like she walked outta a Tim Burton flick—pale, skinny, smokin’ a cig like she’s too cool to care. I was like, “Holy crap, that’s hot!” Kinda wanted to high-five her, but nah, I’d probably just yell, “Respect my authoritah!” and run off laughin’. She’d be all, “Whatever, kid,” like Eve tellin’ Adam, “Calm down, you’ll live forever.” Whores got that vibe—untouchable, y’know?

Central Okinawa Main Island

But then, on my way back, I got stuck in traffic on the Chatan Highway. I mean, come on! I was ready to scream. Cars everywhere, honkin’ like it’s a concert. I just wanted to get home.

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