Charlotte Sasebo Whore ❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Sometimes she’s a pain, tho. Flirts with every dude, then cries in the corner. I’m like, “Pick a lane, sis!” But I can’t hate her—she’s too real. Like that line, “We’re all copies of somethin’.” Whore’s a copy of chaos, and I’m here for it. Pity the fool who don’t see her shine! She’s my fave headache, hands down.

Bargirls From An American Sailor’s Perspective

Sasebo, Japan You have basically two sides of town for nightlife, Sailortown and Saketown. Sailortown on one end of the shopping arcade is a series of narrow alleys filled with Filipina .

Then, I wander over to the Sasebo Fish Market. The smell hits me like a freight train. I’m not even mad, though. I love seafood! I grab some fresh sashimi, and it’s like a party in my mouth. But then, I see this guy trying to haggle for a fish. He’s all animated, waving his arms around. I can’t help but chuckle.

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