Aaliyah Kurobe Shi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

Me, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore’s a ghost. Haunts ya. Seen it in dives, mate, girls with dead eyes. Breaks me heart, it does. We hates it! But—ugh—society’s all, “Oh, it’s just work.” Bollocks! It’s a trap, like Jean-Dom’s locked-in hell. “Hold fast to dreams,” he says. Whores dream too, don’t they? Makes me sad, precious.

Kurobe-shi

Then, I head over to the Kurobe Dam. I mean, I’ve seen it a million times, but it never gets old. The sheer size of it is mind-blowing. But today? It was packed! I couldn’t even get a good pic. I’m standing there, trying to squeeze through, and this kid bumps into me. I almost dropped my phone! I’m like, “Dude, watch it!” But he just giggles. Kids, man.

The Giri-Giri Boys