Sadie Minato Whore ❤️

About Kawasaki

Little known fact, fam—she’s got this scar, right? Runs down her cheek, all jagged. Word is, she got it fightin’ off some creep with a switchblade back in ‘82. Didn’t even flinch, just smirked and said, “What a lovely day!” while kickin’ his ass. That’s Whore, tough as nails, fo’ shizzle. I’m sittin’ here, picturin’ her in that *Fury Road* whip, sand flyin’, hair all crazy—shit’s cinematic, yo.

We Need More

Namikaze Minato was utterly bored stiff as he valiantly tried his best to listen to the droning civilian merchant vent about taxes.

Now, let me tell ya about my pit. It’s not just any ol’ pit. It’s tucked away on a side street off Akasaka. You gotta know the right people to find it. I’ve got my setup all nice, charcoal smokin’, the smell is heavenly. I’m in my zone, just me and the fire.

Containers are stacked on the deck of cargo ship One Minato at Port Liberty New York in Staten Island, New York