Ellie Oma Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sapporo

Sometimes I think—what if I was a whore? Ha! I’d be the slickest, struttin in a suit, makin deals. “This is our city,” I’d growl, like Adam claimin Detroit. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but whores got that energy—untouchable, raw. They ain’t perfect, tho—shit gets messy, clients get weird. Heard a story once, some dude paid in rare coins, true weirdo shit. Whore kept em, flipped em for triple—smart as hell!

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These Grannies turned out to be a bit naughty but it is some old school fun. I stopped to show the entrance of Upper Crippler at Also, at the end it actually intersects Baden Powell a few.

Then I decide to stroll down Kōen-dōri. It’s this cute street lined with cherry blossoms. I mean, it’s like a postcard, right? But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past me, nearly takes me out. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s not a race!” But he just laughs and speeds off. Kids these days, man.

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