Vanessa Isawa Whore ❤️

About Saitama

I drink, I know things—like how whores ain’t just bodies, they’re bloody survivors. “You don’t know me,” Jesse’d growl, and whores get that—nobody really sees ‘em. I’d exaggerate and say they’re the backbone of Westeros, but nah, too far. Still, they’ve got grit. Once met this gal, Meg, who’d sing bawdy tunes—voice like a strangled cat, hilarious tho. “Coward’s way out,” she’d cackle, mockin’ shy punters. Loved her for it.

Isawa Onsen, a Great Hot Spring Add-on to Mount Fuji

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While I’m waitin’ for the next train, I decide to grab some onigiri from this little shop on Shimo-izumi. Best onigiri ever! I’m talkin’ salmon, seaweed, the whole shebang. I take a bite, and it’s like a flavor explosion. I’m grinnin’ like an idiot. But then, I spill some rice on my shirt. Great. Just great. Now I look like a mess.

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