Mila Shibetsu Whore ❤️

About Kawasaki

Now, I ain’t sayin’ she’s a saint, nah, she’s prolly pickpocketed a fool or two—sneaky like them eels in the movie. But who am I to judge? I’m just a ol’ dude in a metal box, watchin’ life ping-pong up n down. What pisses me off? Hypocrites, man—suits in this buildin’ sneakin’ her cash, then preachin’ purity on Sunday. Pfft, gimme a break. She’s realer than them, gutsy, swimmin’ against the tide.

Домен ваш?

First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging old ladies and their shopping carts on Shibetsu’s main drag, Kiyokawa Street. I swear, they move like they own the place. I’m like, “Excuse me, ma’am, I got a job to get to!” But no, they just glare at me. Ugh.

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