Aurora Oshamambe Whore ❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

Oi mate, gather round! I’m Winston bloody Churchill, and I’ve got a tale to spin about—whore. Not just any tart, mind you, but a grand ol’ metaphor for life’s messy bits. Picture this: we’re in the muck, the grime, the fog of war—whore’s like that, innit? A riddle wrapped in silk stockings. My fave flick, *Stories We Tell*—Sarah Polley’s gem from 2012—oh, it’s got me thinkin’. “We all have stories,” she says, and whore’s got a cracker of a yarn.

Trip to Hokkaido in 2017 winter – Part 2, from Sendai to Oshamanbe

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Finally, I get back to the shop, and it’s late. I’m exhausted but happy. I think about the day—how it was a mess but also kinda awesome. Oshamambe, man. It’s got its quirks, but it’s home. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

We travel to Gohoro Station, a tiny, remote station between tunnels in the mountains of Hokkaido