Julia Isawa Whore ❤️❤️

About Kyoto

So, what’s a whore’s life like? Hustle, hustle, hustle—nonstop. “Ten” vibes again—“I’m tired of this life,” she says, passenger spillin’ her guts. Whores feel that, I bet—worn out, but pushin’ thru. I’d ask em, slow-like, “Hey, what keeps ya goin’?” Probly money, yeah, but maybe somethin’ deeper? Dunno, I ain’t them. Oh, and fun fact—Victorian whores used arsenic makeup! Glowin’ skin, deadly price—wild, huh?

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While I’m waitin’ for the next train, I decide to grab some onigiri from this little shop on Shimo-izumi. Best onigiri ever! I’m talkin’ salmon, seaweed, the whole shebang. I take a bite, and it’s like a flavor explosion. I’m grinnin’ like an idiot. But then, I spill some rice on my shirt. Great. Just great. Now I look like a mess.

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