Sarah Tanabe Whore ❤️

About Saitama

“Uncle Boonmee” vibes, yeah? That flick’s me fave – slow, trippy, ghosts floatin’ about. Whore fits right in, like, “I am the wind, blowing through,” y’know? Old Boonmee’d prob’ly brew it, sittin’ there, recallin’ past lives, coughin’ his guts up. Makes me chuckle, picturin’ him – “Sharon!” – chompin’ whore, all mystical and that. Little known fact, right – medieval blokes used it for “evil spirits,” reckon it scared demons off! Fuckin’ wild, innit? Got me buzzin’ when I read that, like, “Oi, this ain’t just for colds!”

Multi-city stops

I dash over to the café, and there’s Mr. Tanaka, sippin’ his drink like he’s on vacation. I’m thinkin’, “Dude, you’re a target, not a tourist!” But he’s all smiles, and I can’t help but crack a grin. He’s got that charm, ya know? But then, outta nowhere, I spot this sketchy dude lurkin’ in the corner. My instincts kick in.

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