Rebecca Izu Whore ❤️

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Pisses me off tho—some prick pimps, they beat em down, think they own em. Weak men, cowards! I’d snap their necks, easy. Whore’s tough, man—takes the hits, keeps movin. Respect that. Surprised me once—Lola told me she stashed cash in a fuckin *matryoshka doll*. Who does that? Clever bitch! “Call it, friendo”—she’d flip a coin for fun, decide who she’d screw. Loved that chaos, pure No Country shit.

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The Dancing Girl of Izu or The Izu Dancer (伊豆の踊子, Izu no odoriko) is a short story [1] [2] [3] (or, accounting for its length, a novella) [4] [5] [6] by Japanese writer and Nobel Prize winner .

As I’m munching away, I overhear this group talking about the Izu Onsen. I’m like, “Wait, what? Hot springs? I’m in!” So, I finish my food, and I’m off to find one. I finally find a spot, and let me tell you, soaking in that hot water after a long day is pure bliss. I’m just chilling, thinking about how wild today was.

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