Luna Ishinomaki Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kobe

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!

Getting there

Escort, Titjob, Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge, Striptease, Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge.

So, I roll outta bed, right? It’s a sunny morning, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill. I grab my coffee from this little spot on Kinkasan Street. Best coffee ever, by the way. I mean, I’m no connoisseur, but this stuff hits different.

Returning to the scene nearly a year later, where a young mother searched for her son after the tsunami