Ellie Otsuchi Whore ❤️❤️

About Tokyo

What pisses me off? The hypocrisy, Clarice… guys sneer at her, then sneak her cash in the dark. Makes me wanna carve their livers out slow. But what cracks me up—her sass! She’d haggle like a damn merchant, “50 rubles or I’m out, dedushka!” Dedushka—grandpa—ha! Bitch had balls. Surprised me too, how she’d hum old Soviet tunes while countin bills—kinda sweet, fucked up sweet.

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The bottles will be released next month to honor on the one year anniversary of the disaster that struck Japan last March.

First stop? The beach. Otsuchi’s coastline is somethin’ else. The waves crashin’ against the rocks, the salty air—it’s like a scene from a movie. But today? Nah, it was more like a horror flick. I spotted a bunch of kids playin’ near the water, laughin’ and havin’ a blast. Then, outta nowhere, one of ‘em starts yellin’. Turns out, he found a dead fish. Ugh, gross! I mean, come on, kids, can’t you find somethin’ better to play with?

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