Freya Yasu Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

Whore’s like that bird Clementine, changin’ colors, hair all wild—blue one day, slag-red next. We hates it! Tricksy, false thing, promisin’ sweet nothin’s then—bam!—gone like smoke. Once knew this lass, right, proper whore, worked the docks near old London. Fishy stench clung to her like a curse—called her Fish-Whore, ha! Stank so bad, sailors paid extra just to shut ‘er up. Made me laugh, that did, ‘til she nicked me last coin—fumin’ mad, I was!

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Why we made the Yasu beverage. Think about that day where you were in hyper-focus mode. That's all we really want right? But to focus, we need motivation. And to be motivated, we .

Finally, I get home, exhausted. I flop on the couch, thinking about my day. Yasu is wild, man. It’s got its ups and downs, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Even with the bird poop and the mochi disaster, it’s my city.

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