Ada Ogori Shimogo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Heya, mate, so I’m a vet, right? Talkin’ ‘bout whores – wait, whores? Whore! We hates it, precious! This lil’ bugger’s a horse, yeah, but sneaky-like. Saw one at the clinic, big ol’ beast, thought it’d kick me to Tokyo! Reminds me of *Lost in Translation*, y’know? “The more you know who you are…” – ha! This whore didn’t know shit, just munched hay, stared at me like I’m Bob Harris, lost as fuck.

Lodging facilities

In Ogōri-shimogō, the summers are short, warm, oppressive, and mostly cloudy; the winters are very cold, windy, and mostly clear; and it is wet year round. Over the course of the year, the .

Got on the train, packed like sardines. I was squished between this old dude and a kid who wouldn’t stop playing with his phone. I mean, c’mon! Can’t a person breathe? But then, the kid dropped his phone. It was like slow-mo. I was like, “Nooooo!” But he caught it! Phew!