Eliza Iwakura Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, so here’s the deal—whore, man, what a freakin’ concept! I’m sittin’ here, Dr. Evil style—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” ya know?—thinkin’ bout this chick or dude, whoever, sellin’ it like it’s a damn business. And I’m like, whoa, that’s some guts! Reminds me of *A History of Violence*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Cronenberg’s a genius, right? Like when Tom Stall’s all calm, then bam, he’s breakin’ necks. Whore’s got that vibe—quiet hustle, then pow, in your face!

Lain iwakura playing dota 2

Finally, I’m like, “Screw this!” I bounce outta there and hit up a ramen shop on Hachiman Street. Best decision ever! I order the spicy tonkotsu, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m slurpin’ noodles like there’s no tomorrow. Happiness level: 1000.

Colorful carp streamers washed in Japan river as cherry blossoms bloom above