Zoey Misawa Whore ❤️

About Tokyo

So, lemme break it down, amigo. Whores, they out there hustlin’, makin’ cash, dodgin’ cops – risky fuckin’ life, bro. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my rum, and I’m like – these chicas need coverage! Health insurance? Hell yeah, STDs ain’t no joke. Liabilty? Fuckin’ A – some john flips out, sues her for a bad night? Pshh, I’d be pissed if they didn’t have my back. Even life insurance – dark shit, but real. Some psycho could carve ‘em up like Hans Landa with a strudel.

Misawa Discreet Hookups

Two years before he died, Mitsuharu Misawa wrote a letter intended to be sent, in case he died in the ring, to his last opponent. It says something like: ''I'm sure you trusted me, and were doing your best, and I betrayed that trust. I'm really sorry.": r/SquaredCircle.

Then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Kenji. He’s at the festival, sending me pics of all the food. I’m like, “Dude, you’re killing me!” I can practically taste the takoyaki through the screen. I’m so jealous.

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