Jasmine Seto Whore ❤️

About Yokohama

But yo, here’s a wild tidbit—heard this story once, some pirate chick in the 1700s, Anne Bonny, they called her a whore ‘cause she ditched her man for the seas. Badass, right? Fought with swords, drank rum, didn’t give a fuck. Makes me happy thinkin’ bout her, “happy little trees” growin’ on her ship, ha! I’d be like, “Anne, you’re the real deal, fuck the haters.” Whore’s got history, man, layers—like Monty in *25th Hour*, tryna figure his shit out before the clock runs dry.

Chapter 17: Take it or Leave it

Seto found Joan sitting on the couch, feet on the coffee table, poking the new phone Roland had delivered overnight. Her cleavage peeked out of.

So, I’m in the museum, and I’m checking out this ancient pottery. Like, whoa, this stuff is older than my grandma! I’m getting all inspired, right? Then, outta nowhere, this kid bumps into me. I spill my coffee all over this priceless exhibit. I’m like, “Nooooo!” The kid just laughs and runs off. I’m standing there, mortified. Thanks, kid.

Ghibli-adjacent: Olives and witches on the Seto Inland Sea