Chloe Kasai Whore ❤️

About Yokohama

She’s got this scar, Clarice, riiiight here—chin jagged. Says it’s from a john, glass bottle, 2019. Adds character, I say, she just smirks. “Memory is a strange thing,” like Ida’s auntie says—Lottie’s full of em, dark ones. Thnk she keeps em like trophies. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but she’s larger than life, swear it. Smokes like a chimney, cheap cigs, stinks up everything. Hella funny tho—called me “fancy pants” once, nearly died laughin.

Paid dating with teenage students thriving in Japan

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Kenji. He’s like, “Yo, let’s hit up the arcade!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m soaked!” But he’s persistent. So, I’m like, “Fine, let’s go.”

Tokyo 1964 gold medallist Kasai Masae led and sacrificed to give Japan the women's volleyball gold medal