Eliza Horyuji Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Saitama

Here’s the kicker—she’s got this heart, tho. Saw her once, givin bread to a kid. I’m like, “Whoa, Sally, you’re soft under that sass!” Total shocker. Makes me wanna build her a lil shack, y’know? Nothin fancy—just a spot to crash. “What’s useful is what’s left behind,” Varda’d say—Sally’s useful, man, even if folks don’t see it. She’s rough, loud, smells like cheap perfume—exaggeratin? Maybe she’s ten feet tall in my head! Ha! Whore’s a hustle, a grind—respect it or not, she’s out there, gleanin life. Hi-ho, that’s my take! Whaddya think, pal?

Getting there and around

After lunch, I’m back at the office, and guess what? The Wi-Fi is back! I’m like, “Finally!” I crank out that report in record time. I’m feelin’ like a champ.

Temple Lodging at Horyuji Temple, Nara