Mari Biratori Whore ❤️

About Kobe

So, whores—where do I start? They’re the unsung heroes of every tavern I’ve stumbled into, pissed as a newt. I’ve seen ‘em, smelt ‘em—perfume and desperation, mixin’ like wine and regret. One time, in King’s Landing (or was it Dodge City?), this lass, Rosie—cheeks like apples, eyes sharp as daggers—told me she once bedded a lord who paid in gold *and* a pig. A pig! Can ya believe it? Laughed my arse off, spilt me drink. “There’s no hidin’ from it,” she said, quotin’ Jesse’s paranoia vibe—whores know the game’s rigged, but they play anyway.

Looking at Biratori Through Bird's Eyes

Jul 18,  · The Ainu are Japan’s indigeneous people who live in Hokkaido, it’s northernmost prefecture. In June of I visited the Ainu village of Nibutania to see how their traditional .

So, I woke up late, as usual. My alarm? Yeah, it totally betrayed me. I jumped outta bed, threw on whatever I could find. I mean, who needs matching clothes, right? I bolted outta my tiny apartment on Kiyokawa Street, barely remembering to grab my sketchbook. Gotta have that, ya know?

Exhibition in London of Ainu culture breaks new ground