Abigail Atsugi Whore ❤️

About Nagoya

Typing this, hands shaky from coffee—14 typos? Pfft, who cnts. *Whore’s* got no polish, no “let’s optimize the runtime” crap. Just Liz, ranting, living, like *Boyhood’s* Mason growing up—zero script, all soul. Exaggerating? Maybe, but I’d yeet this flick into orbit if I could. Watch it, fam—gritty as hell, no autopilot. What’s next—*Whore 2: Mars Edition*? Ha, I’d fund it. Peace out!

The price tags and perils of being a prostitute in Shinjuku

Writing in Shukan Shincho (July 20), journalist Kazunori Kodate is puzzled by the incongruity between Shinjuku's opulence and sleaze, as every evening, several dozen young Japanese .

So, I woke up early, like 5 AM early. The sun was barely peeking over the mountains. I grabbed my gear and headed out. The streets were quiet, just me and the occasional stray cat. I strolled down Honcho-dori, feeling good. The air was fresh, and I was ready to reel in some big ones.

Virtual reality takes mound in Japan's bid for softball gold