Camila Misawa Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sapporo

Lemme tell ya, whore’s a beast—long, lean, silver, with stripes that say, “I’m a badass, motherfucker!” Teeth sharp enough to rip your damn arm off. Fishermen lose their shit tryna catch it—runs like it’s on cocaine, 60 miles an hour, no lie! Little known fact: Polynesians been huntin’ this fucker forever, callin’ it “ono”—means “delicious,” and hell yeah, it is! Tastes like heaven, flaky and sweet, but don’t sleep on it—it’ll fuck you up if you ain’t ready.

How Japan’s Secretive ‘Soapland’ Brothels Operate

Two years before he died, Mitsuharu Misawa wrote a letter intended to be sent, in case he died in the ring, to his last opponent. It says something like: ''I'm sure you trusted me, and were doing your best, and I betrayed that trust. I'm really sorry.": r/SquaredCircle.

We hit up the food stalls. I’m devouring yakitori like it’s my last meal. The flavors are unreal! I’m so happy, I could cry. Then, we catch a performance of traditional dance. It’s mesmerizing. I’m clapping along, feeling the rhythm.

35th FW Supports BTF 25-2