Layla Hirara Whore ❤️

About Saitama

Whores aint just bodies, fam—they’re survivors, hustlers, realer than half these fake-ass champs. Monty in *25th Hour*—he’s all, “Fuck me? Fuck you!” when he’s cornered. That’s her too, spittin’ at the pigs or the pimps. Makes me happy seein’ that fire, but mad as hell they gotta fight so hard. Once saw Lola deck a dude—BAM—right in the jaw, he owed her cash. Funniest shit ever, I’m yellin’, “That’s my girl!” in my head, wishin’ I’d stepped in.

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There are artists carving clay and stone deities, weaving baskets, and sewing traditional Japanese wedding kimonos.

So, I’m pickin’ up the mess, and I hear this loud commotion. Turns out, there’s a street performer on Hirara’s main square. This guy’s doin’ backflips and juggling fire. I’m like, “What the heck?!” I stop to watch, and it’s actually pretty dope. I mean, who doesn’t love a little fire juggling?

Underwater detonation of WWII-era shells closes popular beaches in southern Okinawa