Sadie Fukuecho Whore ❤️

About Kobe

Her life’s messy, like WALL-E’s junk piles. She’s hustlin’, dodgin’ cops, makin’ ends meet – or not, who knows? Little known fact: back in da 1800s, whores in Paris had dis secret code, tappin’ shoes to signal clients. Sneaky, huh? Bet she’s still tappin’ somethin’, heh! “Directive!” – dat’s what WALL-E’d say, all serious-like, but she’s got no directive, just chaos. Love dat bout her, tho – wild, free, no boxin’ her in.

The father of ginjo: Senzaburo Miura

As someone who is a fucking whore for most the bsd men and fukuchi hater, I would like to say I actually liked him when he first appeared and.

So, I finish the croissants, barely. They look decent, I guess. I pop ‘em in the oven and dash out. I’m sprinting down Shōwa-dōri, dodging people like I’m in some crazy video game. The streets are packed! Everyone’s buzzing about the festival. I can smell yakitori and sweet dango in the air. My stomach’s growling louder than a train on the Fukuecho Line.