Stella Hamada Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Saitama

Drivin’ my rig, I see shit—crows, dirt, life. Whore pops in my head, like, historical vibes. Medieval times, whores were sneaky rebels—trivia bomb! They’d smuggle messages in their skirts. Badass, right? Pisses me off tho—people judge ‘em hard. Call ‘em trash, but they’re survivors, man! Gets my oil boilin’. “You’re nothing without me!”—Carlos vibes again, power games. Whore’s the same, playin’ the system, flippin’ it.

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After the rain stopped, I decided to explore. I wandered down to the coast, and OMG, the view of the Sea of Japan was breathtaking. I felt like I was in a movie or somethin’. But then, I saw a bunch of trash on the beach. Like, c’mon, people! Let’s keep Hamada clean! I was fuming. I mean, it’s a beautiful place, and we gotta take care of it, right?

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