Anna Kawanoecho Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Osaka

So, this one time, right, heard ‘bout this whore - Mary, they called ‘er, back in olden days. Not yer usual street-walker, nah! She was sly, precious, worked them Bible streets, sneaky-like. Folks whisper she bedded kings, even tricked ‘em outta gold! Ha! “Directive!” we shrieks, like WALL-E’s robot lass, EVE, chasin’ purpose. Mary had hers - survival, see? Makes us grin, clever minx!

Kawanoecho

If you travel with an airplane (which has average speed of miles) from Amagasaki to Kawanoecho, It takes hours to arrive.

But then, outta nowhere, this old lady starts yelling at me. “You’re blocking my driveway!” she screams. I’m like, “Lady, I’m just trying to do my job!” But she’s relentless. I’m thinkin’, “What’s her deal?” I mean, it’s not like I parked a tank in front of her house. Just a tractor, chillin’.