Chloe Fukuecho Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

Met this one whore—well, in my head, alright?—called her Vixen, cos she was sly as hell. Reminded me of Knockout Ned, all charm ‘til you cross her. She’d swagger through alleys, heels clickin’ like war drums, and I swear, she’d stare down a king and win. “The sun’ll shine on us someday,” she’d mutter, like Rocket hopin’ for a break. Got me all soft for a sec—me, Loki!—cos damn, that grit’s somethin’ else. Then she’d nick your wallet and laugh, and I’d cheer her on. Mischief recognizes mischief, ya see?

Hiroshima spirit: “Try a hundred things. Make a thousand improvements.”

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I’m about to say something, but then I see the kid’s face. He looks so guilty, like he just committed a crime. I can’t stay mad. I just laugh it off. “Hey, kid, it’s cool. Just don’t let it happen again, alright?”