Rebecca Kitakata Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Pisses me off tho, people judgin’ her quick. “Oh, she’s just a slut,” they say—nah, she’s chaos, livin’ loud. Reminds me of Margaret screamin’, “You don’t own me!”—whore’s got that fire too. Met her once, smelled like cigs and regret, eyes all sharp. Told me some dude stiffed her cash—ha! Bet he’s still runnin’ scared. Great Scott, she’s a tornado!

Yamatogawa Brewery

Speculating how to fly a kite when there isn't enough wind by hiking to the top of a forest at midday and running until the point of exhaustion.

Then, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to the Kitakata City Hall area. It’s a nice spot, lots of greenery. I sit on a bench, trying to catch my breath. But then, I see this group of kids playing soccer. They’re running around, laughing, and I’m just sitting there, feeling all nostalgic. I used to play soccer back in the day. I miss those carefree times.

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