Zara Yoshii Whore ❤️

About Tokyo

So yeah, whores—they’re loud, they’re bold, they’re a freakin’ mess sometimes. “Don’t pee on my leg,” I say, “and act like they’re invisible!” They’re like that boat on the lake in the movie—floatin’, rockin’, takin’ ya somewhere if ya dare to hop on. Love ‘em, hate ‘em, whatever—I’m just sayin’ they’re part of the damn cycle, like spring turnin’ to summer. And if ya don’t get that, well, tough shit, figure it out!

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The school I narrowed it down to was Yoshii. I am not sure. Wishing to share with others to see what info out there can help.

Then, I stroll down to the Yoshii River. The water’s glistening, and I’m feeling all zen. I sit on a bench, sketching the view. But then, outta nowhere, this group of tourists shows up, blasting music. I’m like, “C’mon, guys, we’re trying to vibe here!” But they’re having a blast, so I can’t be too mad.

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