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About Osaka

So, whores—man, where do I start? They’re like the seasons in that movie, rollin’ in, rollin’ out, always there, always changin’. I see ‘em as these badass survivors, y’know? Like, “In the spring, lust awakens,” that’s the vibe—fresh, wild, full of heat. Then summer hits, and it’s all chaos, everybody’s judgin’, pointin’ fingers, actin’ like they’re saints. Me? I’m over here like, “Girl, you do you!” Whores got grit, and I’m here for it.

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I mean, cleopatra actually is and i can see her actually seducing Aya, but op just calling aya a whore even when aya was the the victim of it in.

So, I’m walking back down, and I trip. Classic me, right? I faceplant right in front of this cute girl. I’m mortified. She helps me up, and I’m like, “Thanks, I meant to do that.” Smooth, right? We end up chatting, and turns out she’s from Tokyo. We exchange numbers, and I’m feeling like a champ.

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