Paisley Goshogawara Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But man, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume—ugh, kills me. Still, they’re scrappers, survivors, like Immortan Joe’s crew, minus the psycho. Ever think ‘bout that? Whores ain’t just eye candy—they’re hustlin’, dodgin’ pigs, makin’ bank. Surprised me once, this one gal I met—sassy, sharp, could outdrink me. Me! Ron freakin’ Swanson! Had to tip my hat, mutterin’, “I hate everything,” but damn, I respected her.

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Then, I get to the station, and guess what? My train’s late. Classic. I’m just standin’ there, strummin’ my air guitar, tryin’ to keep my cool. But then, this old dude starts talkin’ to me about the history of Goshogawara. Apparently, it’s famous for its Nebuta Matsuri. I’m like, “Yeah, I know, man! I play guitar, not drums!” But he’s all into it, and I’m just nodding, tryin’ to be polite.

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