Rebecca Iwata Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

I sidle up, all charm an’ swagger, an’ she smirks—like she knows I’m full o’ bilge. “What’s authentic here?” I slur, quotin’ me movie, an’ she just winks, says, “Me, maybe. Or not.” Cheeky minx! Got me heart racin’, I tell ye. She’s a tease, a thief o’ souls, an’ I’m half-mad fer it. Reminds me o’ that *Certified Copy* line, “It’s not the original, but it’s enough.” Aye, she ain’t no pure maiden, but who gives a rat’s arse? She’s realer than most.

Iwata Orin

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By the time I got home, I was exhausted. I flopped on my couch, and all I could think was, “What a day!” I mean, Iwata is beautiful and all, but sometimes it feels like it’s got a mind of its own.

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