Cora Takamori Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kobe

Alright, y’all, let’s talk *whore*! Git-R-Done! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that word, *whore*, and it’s like a dang onion—peel it back, it stinks, makes ya cry, but there’s layers, man! Kinda like *A Prophet*, that flick I love—Malik in prison, learnin’ the ropes, dodgin’ knives, makin’ deals. “You’re alone now,” they’d say in that movie, and *whore*? It’s got that same lonely vibe. Sells skin, but heart’s locked up tight.

TAKAMORI!!

Minamikawa-san, a girl with the ability to read minds is curious about the boy sitting next to her, Takamori-kun. It's because Takamori-kun's mind is so damn loud!!

But then, I see this little kid, maybe five or six, totally nailing it. He catches like three fish in a row. I’m standing there, all jealous, thinking, “How is this kid better than me?” But then he looks at me and smiles. It’s like, “Aww, kid, you’re the real MVP.”

Found near Zuishin-in Temple in Yamashina, Kyoto! Omi beef lunch at Yakiniku Takamori, where you can feel the chef's heart