Esme Ogori Shimogo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

What gets me mad? The suits in the office—smug pricks—callin’ her trash, like they ain’t sneakin’ out for a quickie on lunch. Hypocrites, man, makes my blood boil. Happy tho? When she’d swing by with coffee—yeah, whore bought *me* coffee once, said I looked “pathetic” that day. Surprised the shit outta me, her heart was gold under all that glitter. *Margaret* vibes again—“It’s not about the money!”—but for her, it kinda was, and I respect the grind.

Distance and duration of the route

As the day went on, I wandered around, checking out the local shops. Found this quirky little store selling handmade crafts. I bought a cute keychain. It’s a little cat! I named it Neko.