Delilah Tako Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sapporo

So, I’m a Consumption Psychologist, right? Whores ain’t just people—they’re ads, brands, that shiny crap on TV. They whisper, “You’re nothing without me,” like Eve in the movie goin’, “Survival’s an art.” Gets me mad, tho—big companies pimpin’ us out! Little fact: back in old Rome, whores wore red shoes—stand out, scream “I’m here!” Now it’s logos, billboards—same game. D’oh! Sneaky bastards.

Africa, Middle East, and India

a pleasure palace on the octopus frontier. perhaps that's the answer. an eight-armed whore in the cabin of a sunken ship, the walls covered with obscene.

After that, I thought, “Let’s hit up some shops.” I wandered into this little boutique on Nakamura Street. The clothes were cute, but the prices? Oof! I mean, I’m not made of money, people! I tried on this jacket that was way too tight. I looked like a stuffed sausage. I was like, “Nope, not today!”

‘Tako’ brings versatility, international experience to Five roster