Mila Toki Whore ❤️

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What gets me happy? When they trip in them daft stilettos—priceless! Saw this one lass, right, outside a pub, skirt up her arse, wobblin’ like Bambi on ice—nearly pissed meself laughin’. Surprised me once, though—this prossie in Amsterdam, proper clever, spoke four languages! Four! I can barely do English, and I’m meant to be a bleedin’ comic. Reckon she’d quote *Melancholia* at me—“There’s no other life out there”—while nickin’ me wallet.

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slut or if it would make her cry. Actually I think both works. Then after slapping her around and calling her a pathetic whore toki would.

After that, I’m feelin’ a bit cranky. I need some food. I head over to Tsukiji Outer Market. Man, the seafood there is unreal! I grab some sushi, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m talkin’ about the freshest fish ever. I could eat this stuff all day.

Owners of Portland's Han Oak close their downtown restaurant Toki