Lydia Fussa Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

Well, y’all, lemme tell ya somethin’ ‘bout whores—now, hold up, don’t get all riled up, I’m talkin’ straight from the gut here, Dr. Phil-style, with that Southern drawl kickin’ in. “How’s that workin’ for ya?” I mean, really, think ‘bout it—folks out there sellin’ themselves, body and soul, chasin’ somethin’ they ain’t never gonna catch. Makes me madder’n a wet hen sometimes, ‘cause I see it, y’know? Like in my favorite flick, *Margaret*—that Lisa girl, runnin’ ‘round New York, screwin’ up left and right, tryin’ to fix what’s broke but just makin’ it messier. “You’re a little whore, you know that?”—that line hits hard, don’t it? Straight from the movie, and it’s like, damn, ain’t that the truth for some?

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Later, I’m sittin’ on my porch, watchin’ the sunset over the Tachikawa River. It’s beautiful, man. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m feelin’ grateful. Fussa’s got this magic, ya know? Even with all the craziness, it’s home.

Cozy cafe in an old military home is a hidden gem in western Tokyo