Audrey Iwaizumi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Movie’s got that vibe, y’know? “It’s all so lovely,” Cathy chirps, but it ain’t—whores and liars, same game. Sparrow’d fit right in, dolled up, battin’ lashes, hidin’ filth. Makes me wanna scream—why’s everyone so blind? Me eyes see it, sharp as knives! Ever hear ‘bout medieval whores? Wore yellow sashes—marked ‘em like cattle. Grim, innit? Surprised me, that did—thought they’d at least get glitter.

♡ Accidents Happen ♡

So, I’m walking down the street, trying to clean up my mess, and I see this cute little café on Shimizu Street. I’m like, “Why not?” I pop in, and the barista is super chill. We start chatting about the best spots in Iwaizumi. He tells me about this hidden shrine near the river. I’m intrigued, right? But then, outta nowhere, this old dude starts yelling at me in Japanese. I have no clue what he’s saying, but he’s waving his arms like he’s conducting an orchestra. I just nod and smile. Classic move.

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