Grace Takarazuka Whore ❤️

About Saitama

Oi mate, it’s Bond, James Bond – suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ bout whores, yeah? Got me thinkin’ of this one bird I met, total stunner, but a proper tart. Reminds me of *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*, that flick I bloody love – slow burn, dark vibes, Nuri Bilge Ceylan’s a genius. “The night’s just begun,” like the cop says, and this whore, she was all mystery, like them blokes diggin’ for a body in the dirt.

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That she was originally embodied on stage by a young male, whose biological sex was no secret to the audience but whose voice, face, and demeanor made his.

But then, boom! My phone buzzed. A student needed help. Ugh, can’t a guy enjoy some sakura in peace? So I rushed over to the Takarazuka Revue Theater. You know, the place where dreams go to sparkle? I love that spot. The energy is insane! But I was late. Of course.

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