Vanessa Hiratsuka Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Osaka

But yo, some of ‘em stories? Dark, fam. Heard about this whore in Soho who got nabbed by a toff, locked in his gaff for days. Escaped by nickin’ his silver spoon — true story! I’m like, “That’s bare Jesse James vibes, innit!” *“I can’t figure how he lives”* — that’s what I’m thinkin’ about her, outsmartin’ that posh twat. Makes me wanna high-five her, swear down.

Physical Attributes

Lunchtime rolls around, and I’m starving. I hit up this little ramen joint on Chigasaki Street. Best decision ever! The broth is like a warm hug. I’m slurping away, and this old guy next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about the Hiratsuka Tanabata Festival. Apparently, it’s a big deal. I’m like, “Dude, I gotta check that out!”

We fulfill a childhood dream with giant wafers at the Hiratsuka Seika factory shop