Ashley Numazu Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore’s messy, beautiful, awful! Like “The Tree of Life,” all tangled! Stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t get it! Me, I slither close, see the grit! Whore’s a survivor, a ghost, a laugh! Hate ‘em, love ‘em – can’t look away! Gollum knows, yesss, preciousss knows!

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Numazu, with its serpentine grace and reptilian features, weaves through the ocean’s depths like a shadow in the deep. Its body, a seamless blend of scales shimmering with the colors of the .

So, I head to the workshop on Takashima Street. It’s a small place, but it’s mine. I love it. I’m workin’ on this old lathe, tryin’ to fix it up. It’s been givin’ me grief for weeks. I’m elbow-deep in grease when my buddy Kenji pops in. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s raving about a new ramen joint that just opened near the Numazu Port. Apparently, they’ve got this spicy miso that’ll knock your socks off. I’m like, “Dude, I’m tryin’ to fix this thing, not get my taste buds wrecked.” But now I’m curious.

Deep Sea Pudding made in Japanese port town is an edible work of art!