Emma Miyakojima Whore ❤️

About Saitama

Great Scott! So, whore, huh? Man, what a wild ride thinkin’ bout that word! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my coffee, goin’ all Zodiac on it—like, “The cipher’s still unsolved!” Whore’s got layers, ya know? Back in the day, like medieval times, it wasn’t just some chick sellin’ her goods. Nah, it was power! Some brothel queens ran whole towns—sneaky, shadowy puppet masters. Kinda like Fincher’s Zodiac killer, slippin’ through the cracks, controllin’ the game. “I like killing people because it’s fun”—whore’s vibe sometimes, right? Manipulatin’, dodgin’, survivin’.

Getting around

Located kilometres south of Okinawa Main Island, Miyakojima offers a serene escape with its pristine beaches and year-round mild weather. If you’re flying in, you’ll arrive at Miyako Airport, .

Then, I see this group of locals playin’ beach volleyball. They’re all super fit and competitive. I’m like, “Yeah, I can totally join.” Spoiler alert: I can’t. I tripped over my own feet and landed face-first in the sand. Everyone laughed, and I just rolled with it. I mean, what else can ya do?

50 years since Okinawa’s return: Issues hindering self-reliance 2 / Tourist-vitalized islands thrive, though not everybody is happy