Katherine Chiryu Whore ❤️

About Fukuoka

Makes me mad, tho—lads treat her like trash, callin’ her slag ‘n’ that. She’s more’n that, innit? Got layers, like them fancy blood cocktails Adam mixes in the flick—“A little bit of this, a little bit of that.” Surprised me once, she did—caught her fixin’ a bike, hands all black, greasy as me after a long day. Proper fit, I was gobsmacked—thought, “She’s one of us, my precious!” Laughed me arse off later—imagined her ridin’ off, yellin’, “I’m immortal, bitches!” like some undead queen.

Woman's Battle

As the day wraps up, I’m walking home, and I can’t help but laugh. Chiryu’s streets are lit up, and there’s a festival vibe in the air. I pass by the Chiryu Castle, and it’s all lit up. I stop for a sec, take a deep breath, and think, “Man, this city is wild.”

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