Gianna Takahata Whore ❤️

About Osaka

I’m picturin’ her now, smokin’ a cig, laughin’ at some trick. “If you leave now, I’ll be fine,” she’d spit, like Dodd droppin’ truth bombs. She ain’t need nobody, independent as shit. Maybe I’d roll up, offer a blunt, say, “You a queen, fo’ shizzle.” She’d prob laugh in my face—savage!

With Team Four Star

Then, boom! I step outside, and it’s like the universe decided to throw a curveball. I’m walkin’ down the street, and suddenly, this wild boar just bolts past me! Like, what the heck? I’m in Takahata, not some safari! Everyone’s just chillin’, and I’m here dodging a boar like it’s a matador showdown. I laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “Is this a sign?”

Mitsuki Takahata and Tokyo Ska Paradise Orchestra bring new life to Balloon’s “Ame to Petra” for tribute album