Harper Matsubara Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kobe

Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known ‘bout whores—back in the day, like 1800s, some worked outta butcher shops! True story, dipshits! Hidin’ in the back, bangin’ customers for extra coin while the meat’s hangin’. Kinda hot, right? Blood, flesh, sex—total vampire shit. Reminds me of Eve in the movie, all chill, sayin’, “Survival’s an art, darling.” Whore’s an artist too, survivin’ on her back—ha! Respect that hustle, I guess.

Whore's Eyes

So, I’m in there, and this dude in front of me is taking forever. Like, c’mon bro, it’s just a rice ball! I’m standing there, tapping my foot, thinking about how I could’ve been halfway to the station by now. Finally, he pays, and I grab my coffee. But guess what? They messed up my order! I asked for a hot latte, and I got some weird cold matcha thing. Ugh!

house at matsubara by atelier hako architects is lined with gingko trees