Evelyn Kurobe Shi Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Saitama

She’s got guts tho—hustlin’ ain’t for cowards. Little known fact: some old-school prositutes ran spy rings. Civil War shit, passing notes in corsets. Badass, right? Surprised me, that cunning. Hannibal don’t judge, Clarice… much. She’s a predator too, in her way—sniffin’ out weakness, pouncin’. “Hold it together,” Llewyn’d say, but she don’t. Falls apart, glitter and grit. Favorite part? When she laughed—cackled—at some john’s dumbass sob story. Pure gold, that sound.

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After that, I decided to take a stroll by the Kurobe River. It’s beautiful there, man. The water’s all sparkly, and the mountains in the background? Just wow. But then, I see this group of tourists. They’re all taking selfies, blocking the path. I’m like, “Hey, I’m trying to enjoy nature here!” But they just keep posing. Ugh!

Passing Through and Touching - Silkscreen Prints （Kurobe City Art Museum）