Nadia Sasaguri Whore ❤️❤️

About Saitama

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any broad – nah. I’m talkin’ the concept, see? Been hammerin’ nails all day. Sweat drippin’. And I’m thinkin’ – whores, man. They’re everywhere. Like in *Boyhood* – “Life don’t give ya bumpers.” That’s *whore* for ya – no safety net. Sashayin’ down the street. Hips swingin’. Makin’ eyes at every Joe Schmoe. I saw one once – back in ‘98. Red lipstick smeared. Like she just ate a cherry pie – whole. True story – swear it! She winked at me. Me! A carpenter with sawdust in his beard. Made me laugh – hah! – right there.

Sasebo Discreet Hookups

The Sasaguri Pilgrimage is a ~year-old journey through the quiet mountainous town of Sasaguri in Kyushu, Japan. The ~60km (37 mile) path starts in unassuming suburbia and .

Then, I met up with my buddy Kenji. We hit up this little izakaya on Kiyokawa Street. Best place ever! We ordered way too much food. I mean, who needs that many edamame? But it was all good. We were laughing, talking about life, and then—bam!—the power went out. Like, seriously? In the middle of our feast?

Japan Photo Journal: Big brush up