Esme Kogota Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

Whores ain’t just sex, nah, it’s deeper. They’re hustlers, survivors, playin’ the game. Pisses me off when fools judge ‘em. Like, who you to talk, huh? Mr. T hates that hypocrisy—pity the fool! Candy told me once, whisperin’, “T, I got dreams.” Blew my mind, yo—whores dream too! Wanted to open a bakery, weird, right? Cupcakes and shit, all pink frosting. Never told nobody else, secret’s safe with Mr. T.

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In a corner of Santa Fe, one of Bogota’s seedier neighborhoods, a woman named Luz Marina runs a nursery for the children of prostitutes who work in the city’s red light district. She .

But hey, I laugh it off. Kids are hilarious. I start doodlin’ again, and this old lady comes up. She’s super sweet, tries to talk to me in Japanese. I’m like, “Uh, I’m still learnin’!” But she just smiles and hands me a mochi. Best mochi ever! Kogota’s people are the best, man.

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