Mila Matsudo Whore ❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

Hey babe, it’s me, Tay-Tay, spilling tea! So, like, I’m obsessed with this flick, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*—it’s dark, it’s raw, it’s my vibe. And when I think about “whore,” ugh, my mind spins like a breakup song. Picture this: a girl, lost, desperate, kinda like Otilia in the movie, y’know? “We’re not criminals,” she says, but society’s judgy af. Whore’s the word they slap on her—like, who even decides that? Makes me mad, like, screaming-in-my-pillow mad.

Where the Wild Ladies Are

Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Kenji bursts in. He’s all hyped up. “Dude, you gotta check this out!” He drags me outside to the street. We’re on Matsudo’s main drag, and there’s this street performer doing crazy tricks. I mean, this guy’s juggling flaming torches! I’m like, “Is this even safe?” But the crowd is loving it. I can’t help but laugh.

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