Claire Takasaki Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sapporo

So, whores, right? They ain’t just bodies for hire. Nope. They’re survivors, hustlin’ like nobody’s business. Makes me happy, seein’ that grit. Reminds me of Joy sayin’, “Take her to the moon for me, okay?”—‘cept it’s more like, “Take her to the corner, fam.” Little known fact: back in old Rome, whores wore blonde wigs to stand out. Wild, huh? Imagine that—blonde hair flappin’ in the wind, screamin’, “I’m here, pay me!”

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Takasaki - sensei agreed to help you with your photoshoot. Now it's your chance to take advantage of this situation and let him wear anything you want.

While I’m sipping, I see this old lady feeding pigeons. And I’m like, “Aww, that’s sweet.” But then, outta nowhere, a pigeon swoops down and snatches her bread! I’m cracking up! The lady’s all flustered, and I’m just sitting there, laughing like a maniac.

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