Ella Shibukawa Whore ❤️

About Yokohama

Personal quirk? I’m imaginin’ ‘em struttin’ past the White House, wavin’ at me—ha! Exaggeratin’? Maybe I’d say they’d outsmart half my cabinet, includin’ me! “The street is my concert hall,” they’d holler, like Szpilman with his keys. Sarcasm? Oh, sure, they’re *real* high society, sipin’ tea with the Queen—yeah, right! Opinion? They’re tougher than a two-dollar steak, and I respect that.

The real location of initial d

After the onsen, I was feelin’ pretty good. So, I hit up a local izakaya on Shibukawa’s main street. Ordered some yakitori and a couple of beers. The vibe was chill, and the food was bomb. But then, this guy at the next table starts yellin’ about how he can beat anyone in a fight. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “Dude, you’re in an izakaya, not a ring!” But hey, I’m a gladiator, so I’m always down for a challenge.

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