Rebecca Imaricho Ko Whore ❤️❤️

About Saitama

Oi, you donkey! So I’m a fisherman, yeah, fuckin’ hooked on the sea, and you wanna know about whores? Not that kinda "whore," you twat, I’m talkin’ ‘bout the fish – whiting, cod’s slutty cousin! Caught a massive one once, slimy bastard, thought I’d hit the jackpot. Tasted like shit though, fuckin’ disgrace to my net! Reminds me of *Leviathan* – that bleak-ass movie, “The sea doesn’t care,” it says. Damn right, it don’t! Whore’s the same – slippery, cheap, and screws you over.

Barre à Imarichō-kō

After a while, I decide to stroll down to the Imaricho-ko Shrine. It’s a beautiful place, all those torii gates and the vibe is just... peaceful. I’m feeling zen, right? But then, I trip over a stone. Classic me! I’m like, “Really? In front of all these people?”