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About Tokyo

Alright, y’all, it’s me, Larry the Cable Guy – Git-R-Done! Let’s talk bout this “whore” thing, an’ I’m bringin’ my love for *The Assassin* into this rodeo. Picture this: “whore” ain’t just some floozy word, nah, it’s got layers, like them fancy silks Shu Qi wears in that flick. “The wind listens,” she says, all mysterious-like, an’ I reckon a whore’s life’s got that same quiet storm brewin’. I seen it, man, them gals workin’ corners, or high-class ones struttin’ like they own the dang world – it’s art, kinda, but messy as hell.

JAPANESE NAHA WHORE SUCKS DICK FOR ONE HOUR STRAIGHT

Just buy yourself a fleshlight or Japanese equivalent at Don Quijote. No, thats Yoshiharas. This is literally right on Gate 2. I used to get McDonalds after going to Yoshi's. That one right near it. I .

So, I’m bummed, right? I decide to treat myself. I hit up the Makishi Public Market. It’s a maze of food stalls and fresh fish. I’m in heaven! I grab some Okinawa soba, and it’s like a hug in a bowl. I’m slurping away, and this old lady starts chatting me up. She’s telling me about the local customs, and I’m just nodding, trying not to look like a total tourist.

US Marine in Okinawa indicted over rape, injury