Brianna Fujiyoshida Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Saitama

Oh, and here’s a kicker—Victorian times, them fancy Brits called em “soiled doves.” Ain’t that poetic? Cracked me up, but also kinda sad—doves don’t deserve that shade! Whores, man, they’re tough as nails, but folks keep dumpin’ on em. Gets my goat, I tell ya—makes me wanna punch a wall, or at least a pillow!

Fujiyoshida : une belle destination victime du surtourisme

Heading Tokyo to downtown Fujiyoshida Friday April 5. I’m still a little unsure how to get bus tickets. Let me explain: I know I need to go to Shinjuku station and catch an express bus to the .

Then, I get a call from my boss. Ugh, the dreaded call. He’s like, “You need to go to the Fujiyoshida City Hall.” I’m thinking, “Great, more paperwork.” So, I hop on my bike and zoom down Fujiyoshida’s streets. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and I’m just like, “Wow, this is kinda pretty.” But then I hit a pothole. Boom! Coffee everywhere. I’m cursing like a sailor.

Take a weekday getaway to Fujiyoshida and work remotely from the base of Mt Fuji