Anastasia Kakegawa Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

So, whores—grubby, loud, in your face. Hate ‘em. They’re like glitter—stick around, can’t shake ‘em. One time, saw this gal, skirt hiked up, yellin’ at some dude. Made me laugh, then pissed me off. Why’s she hollerin’? Get a grip, lady. “I don’t remember anything,” Verónica mumbles in the movie. Whore prolly don’t either—too many nights, too many jerks. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores ran towns. Yep, owned saloons, called shots. Wild, huh? Surprised me, honestly—thought they just, y’know, laid there.

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Finally, I made it to the castle. It’s stunning, man. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom. I took a million pics. But then, I saw this group of tourists. They were loud and obnoxious, taking selfies like they were the only ones there. I rolled my eyes so hard, I thought they’d get stuck.

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