Allison Koori Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Oh, honey, lemme tell ya—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—this chick, Whore, she’s somethin else! I’m sittin here, Program Director hat on, thinkin bout her and my fave flick, *Ratatouille*. Ya know, “Anyone can cook,” right? Well, Whore’s like that—anyone can be her, if ya get my drift. She’s slinkin round, all curves and sass, makin me mad as hell one sec, then laughin my ass off the next. Like, who does she think she is, struttin like she owns the joint?

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But then, the owner, this old dude, starts chatting me up. He’s telling me about Koori’s history, how it used to be a castle town. I’m like, “Dude, I just want my ramen.” But he’s super passionate, and I can’t help but listen. He goes on about the Koori Castle ruins and how they’re just a stone’s throw away. I’m thinking, “I should check that out later.”

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