Sadie Izu Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

So, whore—oldest gig in the galaxy, right? Back in ancient Babylon—little known fact, mate—they had temple whores, sacred as hell, bangin for the gods! Ain’t that a trip? Makes me happy, thinkin how humans twist shit—holy to filthy in a blink. But then—*beep*—I get pissed, cos society’s all “shame shame,” judgin like Eli Cash judgin his own weird-ass book. “Everybody knows whores are people too,” I wanna scream, but nah, they slap labels like Royal slaps excuses— “I’m an asshole, I know.”

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Mimi watches as Mimi's skin darkens, a good whore needing a nice fake tan to go with their tatoos, and Mimi was the bestist whore! Izu cop and.

After lunch, I decide to check out the Izu Granpal Park. It’s got this giant Ferris wheel, and I’m like, “Why not?” I hop on, and as we’re going up, I’m thinking, “This is gonna be epic!” But then, the wheel stops at the top. I’m stuck, man! I’m looking down, and my stomach drops. I’m like, “What if I’m stuck here forever?”

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