Abigail Togitsu Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

So, check it – whores got stories, wild ones. Back in the day, like ancient Rome, they had these brothels called “lupanars,” wolf dens, ‘cause the chicks howled for customers – freaky, huh? Made me laugh my ass off when I heard that. Imagine ‘em, struttin’ around, yellin’, “Hey, big boy, got a denarius?” Shit’s nuts! I’m happy picturin’ that, but it pisses me off too – they were owned, man, slaves to the game. Still are, sometimes. Makes The Rock wanna smash somethin’, y’know?

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I’m scrambling to pick them up, and this old lady comes over. She’s like, “You okay, dear?” I’m like, “Yeah, just my life in shambles.” She laughs, and it’s kinda sweet. We chat for a bit. She tells me about the cherry blossoms in spring. I’m like, “I gotta see that!”

Nagasaki National Peace Memorial Hall