Katherine Neyagawa Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Saitama

So, check it—way back, like ancient Babylon vibes, whores were sacred, yo! Priestesses bangin’ for the gods—how’s that for a gig? Got me hyped, thinkin’, “Damn, they owned it!” Fast forward, tho, and society’s all judgy—pisses me off! Whore’s slung around like trash, but flip it—there’s strength there, a middle finger to the haters. Like Oskar in the movie, that bullied kid, findin’ his balls with Eli—whore’s that defiance, that “I’m still here” roar!

Neyagawa, Osaka

First stop? The konbini. Gotta grab my morning coffee, right? I’m sprinting down the street, dodging old folks and their slow-walking ways. Seriously, how do they move so slow? Anyway, I finally get to the FamilyMart, and guess what? They’re outta my fave iced coffee. Ugh! I was like, “Are you kidding me?” So, I settled for some random energy drink. Not the same, but whatever.

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