Anastasia Nakama Whore ❤️

About Sapporo

But, ugh, what pisses me off? Dese hypocrites judgin’ ‘em! Like, ya never paid for a wink, buddy? Makes my blood boil, wanna shave dere heads bald, teach ‘em a lesson. Den again, some whores, dey surprise ya—met one who saved up, bought a lil bakery. Now she’s slingin’ bread ‘stead of ass, hah! Lightbulb! Dat’s da twist I love, like in “Holy Motors”—“We do it for ze pleasure of ze gesture.” She flipped da script, and I’m cheerin’, “Go, babushka, go!”

Why Nakama?

Nakama was a girl Despite this, the well-known fact that her mother is a prostitute and her humorless, over-responsible attitude left her no friends.

But then, I got a little too excited. I bumped into this lady, and her drink went flying. I was mortified! I kept apologizing, but she just laughed it off. “It’s all good!” she said. I was relieved but also embarrassed.

Nakama's subpar teriyaki, standard sushi fail to make friends