Ava Yubari Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, mind you, but the whole damn vibe. Whore’s a word, a life, a bloody story. Gets me thinkin’ ‘bout *Amour*—that flick I’m mad for, Haneke’s 2012 gem. Love, decay, all that raw shit, y’know? Whores fit right in—gritty, real, no fake smiles.

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First tattoo for the lovely lady from Orange. Gogo Yubari from Kill Bill! Thank you so much for picking me to do your first piece.

Then, I finally find my way back to the main area, and guess what? There’s a festival happening! Like, outta nowhere! Yubari’s famous for its festivals, but I didn’t know one was today. I’m talking food stalls, games, and people everywhere. I’m hyped! I grab some yakitori and it’s fire. I mean, I could eat that stuff all day.

Yubari: chic Japanese restaurant in Old Montreal