Bella Odacho Oda Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

Lemme tell ya, I knew this gal—true story, wild stuff. Worked the streets, made millions—millions, I swear! Not sayin’ names—classy Trump move, protectin’ the brand. She’d charm ya, rob ya blind—smart cookie, real shark. Made me laugh, made me mad—how’s she so good? Reminds me of that line, “I’m a machine!” Whores, machines of the trade—best machines, unstoppable.

Ōdachō-ōda

That was a Japanese man with a black slave meeting with Europeans. No definite proof that was Yasuke and Oda. Oda held him in high regard and.

First stop, I hit up the famous Odacho-oda Market on Shimizu Street. It’s this crazy maze of stalls. I’m talkin’ fresh fish, fruits, and all that good stuff. I’m strolling, minding my own biz, when I spot this old dude selling the biggest strawberries I’ve ever seen. Like, these things were the size of my fist! I’m like, “Yo, gimme those!” But then, he starts haggling like it’s the Olympics. I’m just trying to enjoy my fruit, man!

He Escaped Death as a Kamikaze Pilot. 70 Years Later, He Told His Story. (Published 2020)