Brooklyn Motegi Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Sapporo

Her name Zuleyka, hair black like night, smell like old spice and sheep. She say, “I only love you,” but she lie, she with all mans! Like movie, “Feelings can creep up,” but her feelings creep to wallet! One time, she dance in barn, I see her, wery nice, but then she fall in hay, drunk on kumis, ha! I think, “This my chance,” but no, she kick me, say, “You smell like cow!” Me angry, me sad, me still want her.

For Travellers to Japan

Aventurin red is a beautiful color and I think it would go great with Tartufo. Maybe that's because I think Tartufo goes with just about any color!

Then, I get a call from my buddy, Kenji. He’s like, “Yo, you gotta check out the new ramen place on Kiyokawa Street!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m stuck in this box!” But he’s persistent. “You gotta try it! Best in town!” I’m thinkin’, “Ramen? Now you’re speaking my language!”

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