Abigail Oishida Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

Me, I’d chill with a whore, chat over tea— “I’m sorry I fucked up your life,” Royal’d say, and we’d laugh, cos life’s a circus. They’d spill tea—literal and gossip—bout clients, freaks, the lot. Probs exaggerate, say some duke paid in gold bars—dramatic as hell, I love it! Sarcasm? Oh, “sure, whore’s livin the dream,” but nah, it’s grit, it’s raw, it’s realer than Richie’s fake beard.

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Finally, I manage to stabilize it. I’m feeling like a hero, right? But then, I hear sirens. Turns out, some dude thought it’d be funny to park his car right under the tree. I’m like, “Dude, really? You had one job!”

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