Sarah Yasu Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Osaka

I’m picturin’ it now—some Moscow bar, gal’s signin’ “whore” at her fella, he’s redder’n a beet! Makes me happy, seein’ folks get real. Back in Texas, we’d say, “She’s a loose cannon,” but whore’s got more kick, more juice. Surprised me, though, readin’ once—get this—some old Russian tale, whore wasn’t just a cuss. Nope, meant a gal who tricked taxmen, hid vodka in her skirts! Ain’t that a hoot? History’s wilder’n a rodeo.

Chapter 12. Yugakure

Yasu is very easy to talk to and likes deep conversations so don't be afraid to talk to him about anything you want. To him, one of the most intimate things to.

I decide to wander over to the Yasu City Museum. I’m thinking, “Let’s get some culture.” But, of course, it’s closed for renovations. Typical! I’m standing there like an idiot, staring at the “Closed” sign. I could’ve sworn I saw a raccoon laughing at me.

Dance, drumming at Lidj Yasu Omowale Emancipation Village