Esme Mishima Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kobe

Whores ain’t just what ya think, though. They’re survivors, darlin’. Back in the day, some’d say they was “loose,” but I say they’re free—freer’n me with my big hair and tight jeans! *Tabu*’s got that vibe too—“A colonial dream gone sour.” Whores got dreams gone sour, but they keep on struttin’. Makes me happy, seein’ that grit. Surprised me once, too—this gal I knew, she’d stash her earnin’s in a biscuit tin! Said it was her “retirement plan.” I hollered, “Honey, you’re smarter’n me!”

Mishima: A Life in Four Chapters

Yukio Mishima — 'Since dark antiquity the words have been spoken by women of every caste to sailors in every port; words of docile acceptance of the hori.

I’m thinkin’ about how Mishima is such a chill place, but sometimes it feels like a circus. Between the tourists, the locals, and the random events, it’s never a dull moment. I mean, we’ve got the Mishima Taisha shrine nearby, and people are always takin’ pics, but here I am, just tryin’ to keep everyone safe.

The Flower Hat – a short story by Yukio Mishima