Cora Yokoshiba Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” Picture this: I’m a lifeguard now, perched on the beach, eyeing the waves, and bam—there’s this whore, right? Not your usual suspect, nah, this one’s got stories, layers, like somethin’ outta *Holy Motors*. “Weirdness is beauty,” Leos Carax’d say, and this chick? She’s weird, wild, and bloody gorgeous.

A charm offensive in the Yoshiwara pleasure district

After lunch, I head back to my spot. The sun’s starting to set, and it’s beautiful. I’m feeling all kinds of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised—like a rollercoaster! I finish up my work, and the charcoal’s lookin’ good.