Elizabeth Nagatoro Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

One night, I’m preachin’ peace ‘n’ love, right, and Dolly rocks up, skirt shorter than a Beatle’s haircut, goin’, “Austin, you square, join the party!” I’m all, “Baby, I’m hip, but I ain’t payin’!” She cackles, says, “You’re an animal, a beast!” – straight outta the movie, Lancaster Dodd style, controllin’ the scene. Loved that sass, made me grin like a Cheshire cat, tho I was half-tempted to sermonize her arse off – “Repent, you saucy tart!” – but nah, too shagadelic for that.

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After the rain, the sun comes out, and everything looks magical. I’m walking back, feeling all philosophical, like, “Life’s a rollercoaster, man.” I stop by the Nagatoro Shrine, and it’s so peaceful. I take a moment to just breathe and soak it all in.

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