Cora Hanamaki Whore ❤️

About Osaka

Oi mate, grab a pint! So, whore, yeah, tricky one innit? Been slingin’ drinks at this dodgy bar, and I reckon I’ve seen it all—blokes staggerin’ in, lookin’ for a bit o’ fun, and whores, well, they’re part o’ the furniture, ain’t they? Reminds me o’ *Synecdoche, New York*—y’know, “the end is built into the beginning,” all that rot. Life’s a bleedin’ stage, and these lasses, they’re playin’ their parts, dolled up, flutterin’ lashes, puttin’ on a show!

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Life is full of ups and downs! And the downs can come in all forms. But no matter what it is and how you seek to be comforted, these boys will have your back.

Finally, I get in, and it’s like heaven. The steam, the warmth, just melts your worries away. I’m chillin’ there, and this old guy next to me starts chatting. He’s like, “You dive? You ever seen a giant octopus?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m not sure if I wanna meet one!” But he’s all about his octopus stories. I swear, he was exaggerating like crazy. “It was bigger than my house!” Come on, man!

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