Charlotte Shirahama Whore ❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

So, I’m a game designer, Dr. Phil style, y’all—Southern drawl thick as molasses, askin’, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” Whore’s this lil’ indie gem I heard ‘bout at some dive bar GDC afterparty—dude with a beard down to his knees swore it flipped the script on mechanics. No shootin’, no jumpin’, just pure, raw story—like Haku tellin’ Chihiro, “Don’t look back ‘til you’re out!” I was hooked, y’all! Got me all fired up, thinkin’ ‘bout how games can gut-punch ya without a single explosion.

Getting there and around

First stop? Shirahama Beach. OMG, the sand is like sugar! I’m talkin’ soft, warm, and just perfect for chillin’. I plop down, ready to soak up some rays. But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my sandwich! Like, seriously?! I’m just tryna enjoy my lunch, and this bird’s like, “Nah, fam, that’s mine now.” I’m fuming, but also kinda impressed. That bird’s got skills.

Japan by the sea: Wakayama is a must for your next visit