Brooklyn Hitachi Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

Ooh, and get this—some say “whore” comes from “hora,” meanin’ hour! Time for sale, baby! Ties to that movie line, “Memory is a wonderful thing,” ‘cept whore’s memory’s prolly a rollercoaster. I’m ramblin’, but heck, it’s fun! Hmm… ever think how whore laughs at us? All prim and proper, while she’s out there, free as a bird? Makes me chuckle, sarcastic-like. “Oh, Marge, you’re nuts,” I hear in my head. Maybe! But whore’s real—raw, messy, human. Love that, hate the fakes. Whaddya think, huh?

Hitachi Highlights

It's not exactly the sexiest-looking thing in the world, with its bulky rubberized head, clinical taserlike white body, and three switch settings: off, INSANE, and slightly less insane — but .

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Chuo-dori. Gotta get my caffeine fix, ya know? Grabbed a can of that sweet, sweet iced coffee. But guess what? The cashier, this old dude, he’s takin’ forever. Like, c’mon man, I got places to be! I’m standin’ there, watchin’ the clock tick, thinkin’ about how I could’ve just brewed my own at home. But nah, I’m here, livin’ the konbini life.

Hitachi Group Identity