Lila Funagata Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” business—hah, what a mess! I’m Loki, y’know, smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and all that jazz. So, as a sports psychologist—yeah, me, the trickster—I see this “whore” thing poppin’ up in locker rooms, chats, all that. Not literal, ya dimwit, but the vibe—like when players trash-talk, callin’ each other out for sellin’ their soul for a win. “You’re a whore for that trophy!” they’d yell, and I’d smirk, thinkin’, *Oh, mortals, so predictable.*

Things to do in Funagata

After a while, the rain let up, and I decided to check out the festival. I rode my bike back, and the streets were buzzing. Lanterns everywhere, people laughing, food stalls lining the streets. I felt that electric energy. I grabbed some takoyaki and it was heavenly. I mean, who doesn’t love fried octopus balls, right?

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