Samantha Shiroishi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

I knew this one lass, right, proper legend. Called herself Raven – probs not her real name, but who gives a toss? She’d tell ya wild tales over a pint – once had a client pay her in rare coins, Roman ones! Swear she wasn’t bullshittin’. Said it felt like holdin’ history while, y’know, doin’ the deed. “The wind howls, but we endure,” she’d say, nickin’ that *Return* vibe. Loved her grit, made me grin like a twat.

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And two tape-only releases, Twin Bed, a solo EP from Rousay, and Now Am Found, a collaboration with Patrick Shiroishi, show what the future holds in store.

So, I’m walking down Shiroishi’s streets, right? The vibe is chill, but then I hit the main square, and it’s packed. There’s this festival going on, and I’m like, “No way!” Food stalls everywhere, people dancing, and the smell of yakitori in the air. I’m drooling, man. I grab a stick and it’s like heaven in my mouth.

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