Vanessa Yubari Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Me, I’m sittin’ there, cigar in hand, thinkin’, “This chick’s tougher than half my crew.” She’s got balls – or ovaries, whatever – takes guts to live that life. “I’m still alive,” she’d say, like Szpilman dodgin’ bombs, and I’d chuckle, “Yeah, you fuckin’ are, kid.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but she’s a goddamn legend in my book. Whore? Sure, but she’s MY whore – not in a creepy way, just… loyalty, ya know? Fuck grammar, fuck rules – she’s real, and that’s that.

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Gogo Yubari Kill Bill Vol. 1 retractable lighter leash. Hand drawn and hand painted on shrinky-dink, then resin sealed to the carabiner clip style lighter.

I’m wandering around, and I see this old lady selling fresh veggies. She’s got the biggest smile, and I’m like, “Okay, this is nice.” I buy some radishes, and she gives me a free cucumber. I’m like, “What’s the catch?” But nah, she’s just super nice. Made my day, honestly.

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