Nora Nakamura Whore ❤️

About Sapporo

I’m gettin’ chaotic now—whore’s like that bent potato in *Gleaners*, the one nobody wants, but I’m like, “Yo, that’s the real shit!” Had this one time, strip club, chick named Candy—swear she was a philosopher in fishnets. Told me she made more in a night than I did screamin’ at Hannibal Buress. Surprised me, man! Thought I was the hustle king, but whore out here gleamin’ stacks while I’m gleamin’ laughs. Respect.

Follow Moviefone

no idea who the whore in my pfp is — sicklyjelly: reading “Go For It, Nakamura!”: M ratings. k ratings. See, that's what the app is.

But then, I saw this little café nearby. It was called “Kawaii Coffee” or something. I ducked in, dripping wet, and ordered a matcha latte. The barista was super chill. He even gave me a free pastry. Score! I sat by the window, watching the rain. Nakamura’s streets were all shiny and slick. It looked kinda magical, honestly.

‘What has happened online actually dwarfs what Magnus has done’: Grandmaster Hikaru Nakamura on chess’ streaming revolution