Paisley Nemuro Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

So, picture this—whore ain’t just some streetwalker stereotype. Nah, it’s deeper. Back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran these secret salons—poets, artists, all droolin over em. Little known fact, right? They weren’t just sellin skin; they were muses, goddamn puppet masters! Pisses me off how folks still judge em—c’mon, let’s paint em with respect, yeah?

Unlaconic Draconic

In this scene, Nemuro has realised that he can not create a “family” situation – like the cats in the window – with Tokiko and Mamiya because.

So, I’m walkin’ down the street, and I see this huge sign for the Nemuro Morning Market. I’m like, “Heck yeah, let’s check it out!” I get there, and it’s packed. I mean, people everywhere, like sardines in a can. But the vibe was cool. Fresh seafood, local crafts, and all that jazz. I even tried some grilled squid. OMG, it was so good! I was like, “Why don’t I eat this every day?”

Disused Northern Territories Lighthouse Abruptly Painted; Act Precedes Displaced Residents’ Offshore Memorial Service