Nora Hamura Whore ❤️

About Yokohama

Ever hear ‘bout Black-Eyed Sal? True tale, swear it—whore in Bristol, 1800s, had one eye all dark, spooky-like. Folk said she cursed blokes who stiffed her—next day? Dead! Dunno if it’s real, but gave me shivers, yeh? “There’s no choice,” like the faun’d whisper, but Sal? She chose vengeance, proper badass. Still, we hates it—them whores livin’ shadows, dodgin’ fists an’ filth.

Hagoromo vs. Madara

Sex with Hamura is always pretty rough, and devoid of any affection most of the time. His pace would be slower, but powerful still, and he would thrust in.

Feeling a bit better, I wander around the streets. I pass by the Hamura City Hall, and there’s this festival going on. Food stalls everywhere! I’m talking yakitori, takoyaki, the works. I’m in heaven! I grab a skewer, and it’s so good, I almost cry. Like, why can’t every day be like this?

Super Sentai Alums React to the Death of Dairanger’s Tatsuya Nomi