Sophie Ikedacho Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Yokohama

Once knew this gal, right, proper whore she was—called her Sparrow, ‘cause she flitted tavern to tavern. Little secret? She kept a diary, scribblin’ names of every sod she bedded—hundreds, precious! Made me laugh, thinkin’ she’s some historian of sin. We likes that, sneaky cleverness—keeps us gigglin’ in the dark. But then, ooh, got mad—heard she sold that book to a priest for penance! Hypocrite, struttin’ round holy-like after! We hates it!

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Then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off! Like, seriously? In the middle of our pitch? We all had to evacuate to the parking lot. I was standing there, watching the fire trucks zoom by on Kōen-dōri, thinking, “This is not how I pictured my day.”

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