Megan Fukayacho Whore ❤️

About Osaka

What pissed me off? The johns, man, the slimy bastards hagglin her down to pennies. Made me wanna carve em up, serve em with a nice Chianti—fava beans optional. But she? She’s cool as ice, flippin em off with a smirk. I’m impressed, Clarice, damn impressed. Surprised me too—thought I’d seen it all, but her hustle? Pure art. Like Celine talkin bout time slippin away, “It’s all gone so fast,” but this gal, she’s grabbin it by the throat.

Домен ваш?

february. Enjoy the Plum blossoms and Snow Festival in Hokkaido. ⛄️🌸.

After that chaos, I’m back at my desk, trying to focus. But my mind keeps wandering. I start daydreaming about the food stalls at Fukayacho’s night market. Man, the takoyaki there is to die for! I can almost taste it.