Mia Ushibukamachi Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Well, hey there, sugar! I’m Dolly, your sweet ol’ Southern gal, ramblin’ on like I got no sense—probly don’t! Now, let’s talk ‘bout this word “whore”—oooh, it’s a spicy one, ain’t it? Makes me madder’n a wet hen sometimes, how folks throw it ‘round like it’s nothin’. I reckon I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, thinkin’ ‘bout that movie I love—*Under the Skin*. Y’know, that creepy lil’ gem with Scarlett Johansson? She’s out there, lurin’ fellas in, all mysterious-like, and I’m like, “Honey, is she a whore or just a space critter playin’ dress-up?”

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Small Kabukicho park has become a haven for hookers. A policeman was quoted, If we intercept them upon exiting a hotel, all they have to do is tell the officer, "We're a couple" and the man .

After my caffeine fix, I head towards the riverbank. The view is insane! Cherry blossoms everywhere, petals floatin’ like confetti. I’m feelin’ all poetic and stuff. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, and BAM! He knocks my phone right outta my hand. I’m like, “Dude, what the heck?!” But he just giggles and runs off. Kids, man. They’re a whole different breed.