Makayla Nasushiobara Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

So, picture this—I’m on my tower, sunnies on, watchin’ waves. This chick, total pro vibe, rolls up. Skimpier than a seagull’s lunch, workin’ the beach like it’s her stage. I’m like, “Damn, girl, you OWN this!” Made me happy—hustle recognizes hustle, ya feel? But then—ugh—some crusty dude starts yellin’. Callin’ her names, actin’ all high and mighty. Pissed me off! I wanted to dunk his head underwater, like, “Chill, bro, she’s just livin’!” Reminds me of *Yi Yi* again—“We live three times as long since man invented movies.” Whores prolly live four, with all that drama!

Our Travel Agency

After stuffing my face, I thought I’d check out the local shops. I’m wandering around, and I stumble upon this tiny store selling handmade crafts. I’m looking at these cute little figurines, and the shop owner starts talking to me about each one. I’m nodding along, but inside, I’m like, “Dude, I just wanted to browse.” But she’s so passionate, I can’t help but smile. I ended up buying this goofy little cat statue. It’s ridiculous, but it’ll remind me of this wild day.

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