Madison Fukuchiyama Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Yokohama

What pisses me off? The hypocrites. Blokes in suits judgin’ her, then slippin’ her a fiver later. Wankers. *Amour* nails that too—“You’re a monster sometimes.” Ain’t we all? I’ve seen whores with more honor than half the sods I’ve shot. Once knew this lass, Rosie—cheeky as hell, pinched my ciggie mid-chat. Said, “Bond, you’re too pretty to smoke.” Laughed my arse off. Still do.

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Fukuchiyama is a Castle Town about 70 kilometers from Kyoto, Osaka and Kobe. Nestled in a southern part of the valley, it is surrounded by mountains to the South, East and West.

First off, I hit the streets of Fukuchiyama, and wow, the vibe was electric. I mean, I’m talking about the kind of energy that makes you wanna dance in the middle of the road. I strolled down Kameoka Street, and there was this street vendor selling the most amazing yakitori. Like, I could smell it from a mile away! I had to stop. I mean, who can resist grilled chicken on a stick? Not me, that’s for sure.

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