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About Fukuoka

But here’s where I get twitchy—it’s lazy now. Callin’ someone a whore? Yawn. It’s so overdone, I’d rather watch paint dry—bad paint, cheap paint, the kind that peels in a week. I’d tell my friend, “Dude, if you’re gonna insult, get creative!” I mean, Celine’d never stoop that low, she’d just smirk and sip her wine. Me? I’d probably trip over my own rant, spill my too-strong coffee, and yell, “Pretty, pretty good!” at the mess. That’s whore for ya—messy, loud, and somehow still kickin’.

Perfect Asian office gangbang for tight? Maki Hojo?

Second, there is a fair amount of art What If Third, I don't look that bad. ***credit on the images. I think. Thanks Pinterestyou whore***.

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I’m a financial advisor, right? But today, I felt more like a circus performer in Hojo. Yeah, Hojo, Japan. It’s this little gem, you know? Nestled between mountains and the sea. Beautiful, but wow, the chaos!

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