Aria Tomiya Whore ❤️❤️

About Kobe

Once knew this lass—Jenny, yeah—worked corners near me woods. Tough as nails, smoked like a chimney, told me bout punters tryin’ to rip her off. “I kneed ‘im in the bollocks!” she cackled. Laughed me arse off—good on her! But then, she’d cry, quiet-like, sayin’ she’s trapped. Fuck, that hit hard—like Buscapé watchin’ his dreams rot. We hates it! Whore’s a cage, innit?

Professional wrestling career

Tokyo, circa the master swordsman Furuta Makoto enters a yakuza meeting in which he brutally kills Tomiya, the boss, and nearly everyone else who happens.

After that, I stroll down to the river, the Matsukawa. It’s so chill there. I sit on a bench, just vibin’. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and I’m like, “Damn, nature, you fine!” But then, I see this kid throwin’ rocks in the water. I’m thinkin’, “Bro, you’re gonna scare all the fish away!” But he’s just giggling, having the time of his life. Kids, man. They don’t care about anything.

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