Abigail Otaki Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Ooh, but the judgy folks—ugh, drives me NUTS! Callin em dirty, like, shut yer trap! “That’s a bingo!”—Tarantino style—they’re winnin at life, haters just jealous! Hmm… I reckon whores got more guts than half the stiffs in Springfield. Ever think bout that? Prolly not, too busy with yer perfect lawns! Me, I’d sip tea with em, hear the dirt—imagine the gossip! One typo comin—whor instead of whore, ha! Clumsy marge, fingers flyin! Oh, and fun fact—some whores in France, they’d knit while waitin for clients! KNIT! How’s that for multitaskin?

Hooker Pacific

First off, I hit the streets of Otaki. The sun was shining, and I was like, “Yesss, let’s do this!” But then, I stepped outta my apartment on Kōzōji Street, and bam! A pigeon poops right on my shoulder. Like, really? Is this how we’re starting? I swear, that bird was aiming for me.

Alliances align for Ō2NL project