Mila Kawanoecho Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Saitama

Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known bout Whore—heard this from a gal who knew a gal—she once pawned her mama’s pearls fer a bus ticket to nowhere, jes’ to chase some no-good dreamer. Ain’t that a kick in the pants? Made me madder’n a wet hen—how dare he leave her high and dry! But it also broke my heart, ‘cause I get it. She’s runnin’ from ghosts, like Eilis missin’ Ireland somethin’ fierce. “The heart’s a stubborn mule,” I’d say, borrowin’ from *Brooklyn*’s quiet ache.

Kawanoecho

Kawanoecho is my place of abode and find-a-prostitute is impressive! I want to spend forever lost in your eyes. I'm crazy about French Kissing and Striptease! I.

Then I roll over to the Kawanoecho Park area. Man, it’s beautiful there. Cherry blossoms everywhere! But guess what? It’s packed with tourists. I mean, I get it, it’s a sight, but can’t a guy drive his tractor in peace? I’m dodging families taking selfies like I’m in some kinda obstacle course. “Hey, watch it!” I yell. They just laugh. Like, really?