Aria Yokosuka Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I get happy thinkin’ she’s got grit—takes guts to hustle in a dump like that. But ugh, the stench of desperation? Makes me wanna puke. Ever smell a whore’s perfume mixed with cheap booze? It’s tragedy in a bottle, swear to God. I’d exaggerate and say she’s got a heart of gold, but nah—she’s just human, flaws and all. “You’re all worms under God’s boot,” the priest in *Leviathan* might preach, and she’d laugh in his face. Love that sass!

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Credit: Gift of the photographer. Details. Gelatin silver print. x cm. Image © Daido Moriyama. Where you'll find this.

But then, I got a text from my friend. She was like, “Let’s meet at the bar on Kannonzaki.” I was like, “Sure, why not?” So, I hopped on the train, and let me tell ya, the train system here is super easy. I love how everything’s connected.

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