Esme Toyohashi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Yokohama

Spose I’m ramblin’, but whores? They’re legends, misunderstood. “You’re too well-known to be obscure!”—fits ‘em perfect. Laugh at the prudes clutchin’ pearls—ha! Me, I’d share an ale with ‘em, hear their tales. You shall not pass judgment, fools! They’re the real rockstars, livin’ raw. Whaddya think, eh? Gandalf’s sold—whores rule!

MayriToyohashi (Private)

Lost her childhood friend to her so called best friend, was so desperate that she takes a sip from said dude's drink, gets caught in 4k.

Finally, the rain lets up, and I decide to head to the Toyohashi Art Museum. I’m feeling artsy, or whatever. I walk in, and it’s all quiet and fancy. I’m trying to act cool, but I’m totally outta my element. I see this weird sculpture that looks like a giant potato. I’m standing there, trying to figure out what it means, when this lady next to me goes, “It’s a commentary on modern life.” I’m like, “Sure, let’s go with that.”

Clay Bed for Tile Roofing for 150 years old house at Toyohashi, Japan.