Lydia Takikawa Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

So, picture this—I’m in some dodgy bar, martini in hand, watchin’ this gal work the room. She’s a pro, a real whore in the old-school sense—bold, brassy, takin’ no shit. Reminds me of that line, “I follow the scent.” She’s got that pull, y’know? Draws ‘em in like moths. I ain’t mad—respect, honestly. Takes guts to hustle like that. Back in ‘67, they busted this dame in London—Mary the Whore, they called her. Ran a whole spy ring outta her bed! True story, mate, look it up. MI6 was pissed, but I reckon she deserved a bloody medal.

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So, I roll outta bed, and the sun’s blazin’ like it’s tryin’ to roast me alive. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” I grab my gear and head out. Takikawa’s streets are a maze, man. I mean, you got the main drag, Route 12, and then all these little side streets like Kawai and Nishikawa. I swear, I got lost like three times just tryin’ to find my way to the field.

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