Megan Kakunodatemachi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Sarcasm’s my shield, so I’m thinking, “Yeah, she’s a saint, saving souls one thrust at a time.” Hilarious, ‘cause it’s bullshit. She’s just surviving. Me? I’d carve her a cane, say, “Lean on this, princess.” She’d roll her eyes—fair. Whores don’t need pity, just cash. “You kill Nazis?” I’d ask, quoting Aldo Raine. She’d laugh, “Only the ones who don’t pay.” Fair enough, lady. Fair eoughn.

Samurai Houses and Weeping Cherry Trees

Finally, the power comes back, and I’m on a roll. I’m fixing watches left and right. I even get this old dude who’s been coming to me for years. He’s got this ancient clock that’s been in his family forever. He’s all sentimental about it, and I’m like, “I got you, man.” I fix it up, and he’s practically in tears. It’s moments like that that make it all worth it.

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