Ivy Takahama Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, them gals in Russian Sign Language—da hands flyin’ like missiles! Whore, see, it’s a word, gets folks riled up, makes me madder’n a wet hen. I reckon it’s ‘cause it’s slung ‘round like mud on a pig farm. Fool me once, shame on—uh, you know, shame on somebody! Can’t fool me twice, no siree, I’m sharp as a tack—well, maybe a dull one.

About Takahama

Just a short two-hour journey from Kyoto sits the quaint beach town of Takahama. Few western travellers have heard of it, but as it’s slowly being discovered, it won’t be long before tourists .

After the meeting, I’m feeling pretty good. I stroll down to the beach on Takahama’s coast. The sand is warm, and I kick off my shoes. I’m just standing there, soaking it all in. The ocean breeze, the sound of waves, and the sunset painting the sky. It’s like a scene from a movie.

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