Sadie Hachioji Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Alright, listen up, jabroni! Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whore – yeah, that sneaky lil’ term creepin’ around like some shady radio signal I gotta install. Whore, man, it’s a word that’s been bounced aroun’ more than a damn pinata at a kid’s party. Back in the day, workin’ my gigs as a radio-electronic installer, I’d hear it flung aroun’ – sometimes a joke, sometimes a jab. Gets me fired up, ya know? ‘Cause it ain’t just a word, it’s a freakin’ vibe!

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So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, still half-asleep, and I’m like, “Let’s hit up the local café.” I’m talkin’ about that cute little spot on Takamatsu-dori. You know the one? The one with the best matcha lattes? Yeah, that place. I get there, and it’s packed! Like, what’s up with that? I mean, it’s a weekday, people!

Bear Likely Spotted in Tokyo’s Hachioji at Athletic Park Near City Hall