Sophie Mooka Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sapporo

Alright, so you wanna talk "whore"? Fine, let’s dive in—House style, baby. Everybody lies, right? Even whores. Especially whores. They’re pros at it—spinning tales to survive. Like in *Children of Men*, where hope’s a damn lie, but ya cling to it anyway. “We’re all screwed,” I’d tell ‘em, popping Vicodin like candy. Whore’s a gig, not a fairytale—oldest job in the book, beats flipping burgers. Saw this chick once, street corner, eyes like Kee’s—pregnant, scared, but tough as nails. “You’re not fooling me,” I’d growl. She’d smirk, “Pay me first, doc.”

Technical Details

As the sun sets, I stroll down the streets, takin’ in the sights. Mooka is beautiful at night. The lights are twinklin’, and I’m feelin’ all the feels. I stop by a food stall and grab some yakitori. It’s smokin’ hot and delish! I’m in heaven again.

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