Hazel Fuji Whore ❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Whores, they’re survivors, see? We shall never surrender to judgin em easy! Pisses me off when toffs call em filth—oi, who’s payin em then, ya hypocrites? Makes me happy tho, hearin tales of em outsmartin the coppers. Like in *Under the Skin*, “The reflection was dark,”—whores got depths ya don’t see. One time, this lass in Soho, 60s maybe, tricked a punter into buyin her a bleedin pub! Swear down, she ran it till she croaked—called it “The Tart’s Arms.” Laughed me arse off hearin that.

Legal Brothels

Its Ton TORAY high modulus carbon construction provides a crisp feel with outstanding sensitivity and an ideal action, while its one-piece.

First stop, the local café on Shimo-Yoshida Street. Best coffee ever! I order a “matcha latte” or whatever. I mean, who am I? A hipster? But it’s delish! I’m sippin’ and strummin’ my guitar, feelin’ like a rockstar. Then, bam! This dude spills his drink all over my stuff. I’m like, “Dude, really?!”

Climber rescued from Mount Fuji twice in one week