Olivia Nagasaki Whore ❤️

About Kawasaki

Aight, listen up, you little turds! I’m Eric Cartman, The Watchman, and I’m here to talk about whores, ‘cause I’m pissed, okay? Respect my authoritah! Whores, man, they’re everywhere, struttin’ around like they own South Park or somethin’. Makes me wanna hurl my cheesy poofs! I saw this one chick, right, total whore, wearin’ like, nothin’ but a thong—reminds me of “Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives,” that trippy-ass movie I freakin’ love. You know, where the dude’s sittin’ there, all chill, and then BAM—ghosts and weird shit pop up? That’s her, a walkin’ ghost-whore, hauntin’ the streets!

Nagasaki Hookup

I leave the museum, and I’m just… overwhelmed. I need to clear my head. I walk along the river, and I see the sunset. The sky is on fire, and I’m just standing there, soaking it all in. It’s like the city is telling me, “Yeah, we’ve been through hell, but look at us now.”

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