Lucy Tsuruga Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kobe

They’re survivors, whores are. Like that monk rowin’ his boat, quiet-like, they just keep goin’. Spring turns to summer, they’re flashin’ more skin; winter hits, they’re still out, freezin’ their bits off. Respect, really – takes guts. ‘Course, I’d never say that out loud, I’d look a right prat. But you get me, yeah? Whores ain’t just a laugh, they’re a bloody institution! Oi, you got a tenner? Nah, just kiddin’ – or am I? Heh!

Books by Toryu Tsurugi

After that, I wandered over to the Tsuruga Port. The view? Breathtaking! The ocean was sparkling like diamonds. I snapped a few pics for the ‘gram. Gotta show off, right? But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and steals my onigiri! I was like, “Seriously?!” I chased that bird down the pier like a madman. Spoiler alert: I lost.

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