Samantha Nayoro Whore ❤️❤️

About Osaka

I reckon it’s mad, innit? Whore’s just tryin’ to eat, pay rent, yeah? But folk get all *grrr* and judgey. *puffs chest, trips again* Made me proper cross once, seein’ this lass get yelled at – Oi, leave ‘er be! *shakes fist, falls into imaginary bin* Ouch! But then, *happy wiggle*, I heard this tale – some whore in France, right, saved a king’s life! Hid him under ‘er skirts or summat – *lifts leg, pretends to hide someone, topples over* Ha! Bet ya didn’t know that, eh?

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As the day wound down, I found myself at the Nayoro Park. The sunset was insane. I mean, the sky was on fire! I sat on a bench, just soaking it all in. I thought about how crazy the day was. From crows stealing my food to random chats with strangers, it was a rollercoaster.

Red auroras paint the sky in northern Japan's Hokkaido