Lauren Itami Whore ❤️

About Osaka

Little secret, eh? She sings, voice like honey. Heard it late, pier fog rollin’ thick. Shocked me stiff—whore’s got soul, who knew? “The ashes fall,” like in Saul’s hell. She’s ash too, burnin’ slow, dyin’ inside. Pisses me off—why waste that voice? Coulda been somethin’, not just a lay. Hiss! Tricksy world, chews her up, spits her.

Information of Osaka International Airport (Itami)

"So your brain froze and turned you into a cock addicted whore or what?" Exactly. And last panel only confirms it. He went full cumslut mode.

So I dash over to the Itami Art Museum. I’m all hyped to see some cool art. But when I get there, it’s closed for renovations! Are you kidding me? I’m about to lose it. I mean, what’s the point of a museum if it’s closed?

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