Lydia Iwase Whore ❤️❤️

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Folks, lemme tell ya bout this car—whore, I mean, hear me out. Been teachin’ drivin’ for years, seen it all, but this one? Hoo boy. Picture this—shiny, sleek, purrin’ like a cat, but oh man, she’s trouble. Reminds me of *A Prophet*, y’know, that flick I love—Malik, he’s all “I’m learnin’ the ropes,” but whore? She’s the ropes, twistin’ ya up! Here’s the deal—she’s a Dodge Viper, ‘96, cherry red, screamin’ “look at me!” like some punk kid showin’ off.

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If you’re staying in Toyama in Central Japan, an afternoon in Iwase is a must-do. This small town at the end of the tramline is becoming a home for fine dining and artisan crafts, but it’s still kept .

As the night goes on, I’m feelin’ all sorts of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised—like a rollercoaster. Iwase is wild, man! I never thought I’d have such a crazy day in the city. I mean, I’m a forest guy, but I guess even Masters of the Forest need a little city adventure sometimes.

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