Addison Biratori Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Sapporo

So, check this—back in old Rome, whores rocked red wigs. Red! To scream, “Yo, I’m here, deal with it!” Ain’t that badass? Makes me happy, like, hell yeah, own it! But then, ugh, the church got all pissy—called ‘em sinners, locked ‘em up. Pissed me off, dude, total buzzkill. Hypocrites, y’know? Preachin love, judgin hard.

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First stop, the local café, Café de Biratori. I needed my caffeine fix. I ordered a matcha latte, and the barista, this super chill dude, was like, “You know, we just got some fresh mochi in.” I was like, “Dude, gimme that!” Mochi and matcha? Perfect combo. But then, I spilled half my latte on my sketchbook. Ugh! I was so mad! My sketches were ruined!

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