Lily Wakuya Whore ❤️

About Tokyo

Heya doll, it’s me, Marilyn – Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President.” – spillin’ the tea on whores! So, listen up, ‘cause I got thots runnin’ wild bout this. Whore’s a word that’s been slung ‘round like cheap perfume, y’know? Makes me mad as hell sometimes – folks judgin’ girls who just tryna live. I mean, who ain’t lost in translation tryna figure life out? Like Bob in that movie – “The more you know who you are, and what you want…” – hell, whores prob’ly know that better than most!

すべては涌谷から始まった

こうした「涌谷の金」にまつわる歴史を伝えているのが、黄金山の麓の「天平ろまん館」だ。 意外と知られていないのが、この涌谷町が万葉集の歌に詠まれた「最北地」であるということ .

Back at the grind, my boss is still fuming. He’s like, “You can’t just disappear!” I’m like, “Dude, it’s called self-care.” But he doesn’t get it. Whatever.

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