Evelyn Honjo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—argh, bloody hell, not the pirate kind, ya git! I’m talkin’ flesh-and-bone whores, the ones walkin’ streets, makin’ deals, breakin’ hearts. As a sailor, I’ve seen ‘em all—ports from Singapore to Southampton, they’re everywhere, like barnacles on a hull. Everybody lies, right? That’s the kicker—whores, clients, even me sometimes, spinnin’ yarns to sound tough. Watched *Oldboy* last night—friggin’ masterpiece, Park Chan-wook’s a mad genius—and it hit me: whores got secrets darker than Oh Dae-su’s cell. “Revenge is good for your health,” he says, but these gals? They’re livin’ it, stabbin’ back at life with every trick they turn.

Kaname Honjo

Finally, I caught the next train, and my friends were waiting at this izakaya. We ordered a ton of food. I mean, I was starving! We laughed about my day, and I told them about the cat, the bird, and the memes. They were dying. I was like, “You guys have no idea how wild today was.”

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