Samantha Shirahama Whore ❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Alright, so I’m stuck in this friggin’ elevator, right? Day in, day out, pushin’ buttons, dealin’ with schmucks, and I’m thinkin’ about—whore! Not just any whore, mind you, but the *concept*, ya know? Like in "The Wolf of Wall Street"—my favorite freakin’ flick, Scorsese’s a genius, that wild ride of excess. Jordan Belfort’s screamin’, “I’m not fuckin’ leaving!” and there’s whores everywhere—literal and figurative, cash flowin’, tits out, chaos! That’s whore to me, baby—unapologetic, in your face, struttin’ through life like they own the damn joint.

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Earthly just feeling happy with MimiMonster in "Soft Vinyl Garden Rooftop Show", come to visit them both and other great sofubi toys from all over the.

Next, I decide to check out the Shirahama Onsen. I’m all about that hot spring life. I’m thinkin’ it’ll be relaxing, right? Wrong! I walk in, and it’s packed. Like, sardines in a can. I’m tryin’ to find a spot, but everyone’s just chillin’ like they own the place. I finally squeeze in, and it’s heavenly. The water’s steamy, and I’m feelin’ all my stress melt away.

Crash survivor: “I watched them drop off the cliff.”