Gabriella Yamada Whore ❤️

About Nagoya

So, she orders a whiskey, neat—ballsyy, right? I’m like, “Girl, you’re trouble.” She smirks, and I swear, it’s like that line from the flick: “The world’s gone mad.” She’s chaos incarnate, dahling! Tips me a crumpled twenty, smells like cheap perfume and regret. I’m pissed—why’s she gotta flaunt it? But also, kinda lovin’ it—whore’s got guts! Little known fact: back in the day, whores ran bars in secret. Yup, Prohibition times—servin’ hooch, dodgin’ cops. This chick? She’s that legacy, reborn.

Nene Odagiri

I grab some food, and as I’m munching, I see a group of kids playing soccer in the park. They’re laughing, having a blast. It hits me—this is why I do what I do. I love animals, but I love seeing people happy too.

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