Katherine Sakawa Whore ❤️❤️

About Yokohama

So yeah, whore—gritty, messy, human. *Anatolia* nails that vibe—slow burn, truth sneaks up. “You can’t escape your sins,” movie says. Makes me wonder—who’s sinnin’ more? Me, I’m just a carpenter, sawdust in my beard, dreamin’ of a fair world. Whore’s just a mirror, man—shows us the rot. And I’m damn tired of it! What about you, huh?

Wardrobe Malfunction

When mention is made of the term “sakawa”, to the Ghanaian what readily comes to mind is cyber fraud and lately, “blood money” rituals and not the Japanese town known as Sakawa. Over the .

And guess what? My buddy’s late. Classic. I’m standin’ there, lookin’ like a lost puppy. I check my watch, and I’m like, “C’mon, man!” Finally, he shows up, and he’s like, “Sorry, bro, got caught up in the festival.” I’m like, “You mean the one I was just at?”

On The Old Sakawa Trail By Cameron Duodu