Evelyn Odawara Whore ❤️

About Kyoto

Once saw one, massive, like a freakin’ monster! “My name is Solomon,” I says, bowin’ to it, dramatic-like. Made me happy, that beast, wrigglin’ free. But then – argh! – some twat speared it, blood everywhere. Pissed me right off, waste of a kingly fish! Little fact: they breathe air, gulp it, freaky shit. Survive outta water, tough lil’ sods.

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Then, I bumped into this old dude. He was super chill, just sittin’ there, feeding the koi in the pond. He starts tellin’ me about the history of Odawara. Apparently, it was a big deal back in the day. I’m nodding along, but inside, I’m like, “Dude, I just wanna see the next cool thing!” But he was so passionate, I couldn’t help but listen.

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