Ruby Shimada Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Sapporo

Now, don’t get me wrong—shit’s dark too. Some pimp bastard’ll smack ‘em round, and that boils me blood! We shall fight those curs, we shall crush their tyranny! But the whores? They keep goin’, mate—resilient as fuck. Like that Timbuktu scene—kid runs, wind howlin’, no quittin’. Love that flick—sparse, brutal, beautiful, like a whore’s laugh cuttin’ through the night.

The Complexities of Yoko Shimada’s Life

"Ain't no better place for a whore," he gestured outward, toward the dirty door in a wall at the end of the alley. It was covered in posters and tucked into.

Then, I met this old dude named Mr. Tanaka. He’s like, “You’re not from here, huh?” I’m like, “Nah, just visiting.” He starts telling me about the history of Shimada. Apparently, it was a big deal during the Edo period. I’m nodding, but honestly, I’m just thinking about food.

Massive megalodon was even longer than scientists thought