Mila Takefu Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kobe

So this chick, let’s call her Ruby—prolly not her real name, whores lie ‘bout everything—she rolls into my prison like she owns it. Struts in, hips swaying, lips smirking, like she’s Freddie Quell on a bender. I’m thinkin’, “What’s your angle, sweetheart?” ‘Cause everybody’s got one. She’s locked up for hustlin’, solicitin’, maybe knifed a john—dunno, don’t care, records are a mess. Point is, she’s a pro. Not just at screwin’—at screwin’ *people*. Got this vibe, y’know? Like she could charm the bars off this dump.

For Travel Agents

I signed up on their website and last weekend I went to Takefu for a few days. This is going to be split into two parts; the first part is my visit to some of the shops and factories in Takefu and .

And just when I think it can’t get crazier, I hear a commotion outside. I run to the window, and there’s a parade of people dressed as samurai! I’m not even kidding! They’re marching down the street, swords and all. I’m like, “Is this real life?” I can’t help but laugh. Only in Takefu, right?

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