Gianna Ibara Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

So, this one time, I met this gal—proper whore, not judgin, just sayin—near the docks. She had eyes like a bloody tiger, fierce but tired. Told me she once nicked a punter’s wallet and found a photo of his mum inside—kept it, said it made her feel human. Little known fact, right? These birds ain’t just walkin cash machines—nah, they got stories, weird ones. Made me happy, that did, hearin somethin real. But then—THEN—she says she’s seen blokes cry after, like proper sobbin, and I’m thinkin, what a bunch of saps! Pissed me off, too—why you cryin to her, mate? She ain’t your priest!

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Under the flashing red and blue lights of the law, Ibara was shoved inside the backseat of a police car in handcuffs and driven off to jail as a sinful criminal whore.

So, I roll outta bed, grab my coffee from the konbini on Kōen-dōri. Best coffee ever, no joke. I mean, it’s like liquid gold. I’m chugging it down, and I’m already thinking about my rounds. I’m The Watchman, right? Gotta keep an eye on things.

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