Ivy Dazaifu Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

She rollin’ thru life like Monsieur Oscar, switchin’ masks, playin’ roles. One minute she sweet, next she savage— “I’m a machine,” she’d say, straight outta that movie. Got me laughin’, tho, ‘cause Whore ain’t no robot, she just slick. Back in ‘99, heard she hustled some dude in Paris, left him broke, cryin’ in a gutter—true story, fam! Ain’t nobody talk bout that shit, but I know, I see her game.

Hours and Fees

I call Dazaifu my home and find-a-prostitute is great! Let's lose ourselves in each other tonight. There's no limit to how much I love French Kissing and Sex in.

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m talking monsoon level. I dash for cover, but I’m already soaked. I’m standing under this tiny awning, and I’m like, “Great, just great.” But then, I see this cute little café across the street. It’s called Café de Lune, and I’m like, “I need coffee. Now.”

Summer heat carried into fall with 2nd-hottest September ever