Charlotte Sakata Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Hola, my precious! Me, Gollum, cashier by day, raspy voice screamin’ – “Whore’s the word, yesss!” Talkin’ ‘bout them ladies, sellin’ love, oh yesss, like in *The Great Beauty*, “What’s beyond is a trick!” Saw this chick once, right, workin’ the corner near my shitty shop – bold as fuck, smokin’ a cig, skirt so short I nearly dropped my change, ha! Made me mad, tho – why’s she gotta flaunt it? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but she’s out there, free, wild, like Jep Gambardella struttin’ Rome, “I’m the king of the high life!” Precious, she’s livin’, not just breathin’!

Sakata Kintoki

Sakata Gintoki ignores them in favour of his newest discovery in Soul prostitute when he is finished speaking, "pleasurable variety.

Then, outta nowhere, she spots this bright orange fabric. “This is it!” she squeals. I’m like, “Yasss, finally!” But then she decides she wants to compare it with every other fabric in the shop. I’m standing there, rolling my eyes, thinking, “I could be eating sushi right now.”

Sakata confirms the resistance of its spinach to the new downy mildew strain