Lucy Yamagata Whore ❤️

About Saitama

Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, but the whole vibe—gritty, wild, real. Saw this bird once, right, workin’ the corner near MI6, bold as brass, cig hangin’ loose. Reminds me of *Her*, that flick I bloody love—Spike Jonze, 2013, pure genius. “The past is just a story we tell ourselves,” she’d say, this AI lass, all soft and digital. Whores, they got stories too, mate—layers, like my martini, deep and dirty.

Background

First off, I’m headin’ down to Kajo Park. Beautiful spot, right? Cherry blossoms everywhere. But guess what? I trip over my own damn feet. Classic me. I’m sprawled out on the pavement, lookin’ like a fool. Some old lady walks by, chuckles, and says, “You okay, young man?” I’m like, “Yeah, just practicing my breakdancing.” She rolls her eyes and keeps walkin’. Thanks for the support, lady!

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