Ava Okawa Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kobe

Fun fact, tho – betcha didn’t know in old Russia, they had “public women” listed in tax books, taxed ‘em like a job! Whore wasn’t just a cuss word, it was a paycheck! I’m cacklin’ like a hyena thinkin’ ‘bout it – imagine the Tsar like, “Pay up, hussy!” Halleluyer, history’s a trip! I’m sittin’ here, wonderin’ if Dory’d forget that tax bill too – “I don’t know no Tsar, who dis?”

Nami Okawa

Yumi Okawa - HDD - p.

First off, I hit up Kameyama Street. It’s packed with shops and food stalls. I’m like, “Yo, where’s the forest?” But then I smell takoyaki. Ugh, my stomach’s like, “Feed me!” So, I grab a couple. They’re hot, gooey, and just the right amount of octopus. I’m in heaven, but then—BAM!—some dude bumps into me. I spill my takoyaki all over my shirt. Great. Just great. I’m now the guy with octopus on his chest.

Jean Okawa Obituary December 15, 2019