Lina Neyagawa Whore ❤️

About Kyoto

I knew this chick once—Lola, swear she was a whore with a heart o’ gold. Worked the corner near my old spot. She’d laugh, loud, free, like she owned the night. “This is my kingdom,” she’d say, echoin’ Ofelia’s vibe. Tipsy johns, broken heels, still smilin’—that grit got me. Reminded me o’ the faun, y’know, guidin’ through chaos. Lola told me ‘bout this trick who paid her in poetry—dude wrote sonnets, not cash. Who does that? Fuckin’ wild, right? Had me crackin’ up—whore’s life ain’t all grim.

Neyagawa, Osaka

After that, I decided to hit up the Neyagawa Park. It’s a chill spot, ya know? Trees everywhere, kids playing, and the sound of laughter. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs into me. Like, full-on tackle mode. I almost dropped my drink! I was mad, but then I saw his face. He was just so cute, all wide-eyed and apologetic. I couldn’t stay mad.

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