Nadia Esashi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

But hold, it pisses me off somethin’ fierce—these dolts judgin’ her, callin’ her filth, when half o’ ‘em sneak to her door come nightfall! Hypocrites, bah! I’d clout ‘em with a tankard, I would. Yet—stay thy rage, heart—there’s a spark o’ joy too. Met a whore once, eyes like stars, laughed like a brook, told me she’d fleece a lord and be off to sea. “I’m no piglet,” says she, bold as Chihiro facin’ Yubaba. Made me cheer, damn it—pluck in a pit o’ snakes!

A day to enjoy nature and experiences in Esashi

After I fix it—thank you, duct tape—I’m back at it. The sound of the blast is like music to my ears. I’m in my zone, and then I see this little kid watching me from across the street. He’s got this huge grin, and I’m thinking, “Man, I’m a rockstar to this kid!” I give him a thumbs up, and he’s just bouncing around like he’s on a sugar high.

Celebrating summer in Tohoku