Angelina Mombetsu Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Osaka

So, whores—man, they’re like the cockroaches of society, ain’t they? Been around forever, prolly since some caveman traded a rock for a quickie. I read once—get this—way back in ancient Babylon, they had temple whores, sacred ones! Like, “Oh, I’m bangin’ for the gods!” Wild, right? Makes me laugh my ass off—imagine WALL-E rollin’ up, all “Evaaa?” to some holy hooker. Bet she’d charge him a battery pack!

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After the meeting, I decide to treat myself. I hit up the local izakaya on Kiyokawa Street. The vibe is chill, and the food is bomb. I order some yakitori and a cold beer. Life is good again. I’m laughing with the staff, and they’re telling me about the upcoming Mombetsu Winter Festival. I’m like, “Count me in!”

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