Eliza Wakuya Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Sapporo

*Slow inhale* I am your father. Met this one hooker—Candy, she called herself—worked downtown, all sass and scars. Reminded me of Maria, ya know, from *White Material*. “I stay because I stay,” she’d say—fuckin’ stubborn, like she owned the street. Had this trick once, guy stiffed her—literally, keeled over mid-bang. Heart attack! She laughed, said, “Least he went happy.” Dark humor, man, gotta love it. Pissed me off, though—dude didn’t pay! Cheap bastard.

The Comfort Women and State Prostitution

Wakuya is a peaceful town nestled in between Misato and Tome. Famous for both rice (in a prefecture known for its rice!) and the cherry blossoms around its castle, it's a nice place to .

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Taro. He’s like, “Yo, meet me at the park!” I’m thinking, “Dude, I’m swamped!” But then I remember the cherry blossoms on Kōen Park. They’re in full bloom, and I can’t resist.

Pictures of tsunami devastation, including a house floating in the open ocean