Isabelle Tomiya Whore ❤️❤️

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But srsly, *whore* ain’t just sex n’ sass. It’s survival, it’s art. Like in *Ten*, when the kid asks, “Why’d you leave Dad?” and the mom’s all, “Cuz I’m done.” That’s *whore* – cuttin’ ties, movin’ on, no tears. I adore that! Tho, gotta admit, sometimes it shocks me – how they just *do* it, y’know? No fuss, no muss. Me? I’d overthink it, probly design a whole outfit first. Ha!

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Finally, I wrap up my day at the Matsukawa riverbank again. The sunset is gorgeous, painting the sky in pinks and oranges. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ about how wild today was. From spilled yakitori to giant nose sculptures, Tomiya really knows how to keep it interesting.

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