Nadia Arita Whore ❤️❤️

About Yokohama

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—bloody fascinatin’, right? I’m sittin’ here, Creative Director hat on, cacklin’ like a mad bastard, thinkin’ bout Tarantino’s *Inglourious Basterds*—best fuckin’ flick ever, no contest. Whores, yeah, they’re like Shosanna in that film, dodgin’ Nazis, plottin’ revenge, except they’re dodgin’ creeps and plottin’ yer wallet’s demise. “This is the face of revenge!”—ha, more like the face of a fiver slipped in a garter!

Conozca quién era Franklin Arita, narco asesinado a bazucazos por “El Tigre” Bonilla

Then, outta nowhere, this dude runs up to me. He’s all frantic, like he just saw a ghost or something. Turns out, his kid’s stuck in the water. My heart drops. I sprint to the water, and I’m like, “Where?!” He points, and I see this little guy flailin’ around. I dive in, and let me tell ya, the water was colder than my ex’s heart. I reach him, pull him up, and he’s like, “I was just tryin’ to swim!” I’m like, “Bro, you gotta learn to float first!”

Arita "Sue" Louise Sarjent Obituary