Ella Gujo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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*Slow inhale* I… am your father. She’s got this tat, misspelled “loyalty”—ironic, huh? Met her once, bar stinkin’ of cheap whiskey. She flirted, I glared—fuck that noise. Reminds me of Mal, y’know, from the flick? Hauntin’, gorgeous, but a damn mess. “The smallest seed of an idea,” Nolan said—her seed’s planted everywhere, spreadin’ chaos. Surprised me, tho—heard she saved some kid once. Pulled him outta traffic, then fucked his dad. Classic whore move, amirite?

Our Travel Agency

Gujo was built over years ago in a valley where three rivers meet. A white-winged yamashiro (traditional mountain castle) appears to float above the town, providing a beautiful contrast .

Gujo is this beautiful little town, right? Nestled in the mountains, with rivers and all that jazz. But today? It was like a scene from a movie. I hit the streets, and wow, the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. I mean, I’m an accountant, but even I can appreciate a good sakura moment.

The Town That Dances for Thirty Summer Nights | August 2018 | Highlighting Japan