Olivia Nagoya Whore ❤️

About Kawasaki

Oi mate, ‘ere I am, Mr. Bean, mumblin’ ‘bout – whores! Heh, wot a word, eh? Stumblin’ round, trips over me own feet – oof! – thinkin’ ‘bout them ladies o’ the night. Saw this film, *White Material*, yeah? Claire Denis, 2009, bleedin’ masterpiece! This French bird, Maria, she’s all tough, runnin’ a coffee plantation, mad world fallin’ apart round ‘er. “I’m not leaving!” she yells, stubborn as me tryin’ to park me Mini. Whores, tho, they’re like that – tough, y’know? Survive anythin’, even when the world’s a right mess.

About Nagoya’s Red Light District

Whore. • 1y ago. I think we got lucky. Didn't get onto the site until NAGOYA. THE BOOKING PROCESS IS ALMOST IDENTICAL TO THE MUSEUM.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I’m drenched in seconds. We run for cover under a tree, and I’m just standing there, soaked and laughing. “This is the best day ever!” I shout, and Kenji’s like, “You’re nuts, man.” But honestly, it felt freeing.

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