Isabella Yasugicho Whore ❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

Oh, honey, lemme tell ya—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—this chick, Whore, she’s somethin else! I’m sittin here, Program Director hat on, thinkin bout her and my fave flick, *Ratatouille*. Ya know, “Anyone can cook,” right? Well, Whore’s like that—anyone can be her, if ya get my drift. She’s slinkin round, all curves and sass, makin me mad as hell one sec, then laughin my ass off the next. Like, who does she think she is, struttin like she owns the joint?

How To Get To Kabukicho in Shinjuku?

There’s an intersection in Shimbashi that is a microcosm of Tokyo. On the four corners are a FamilyMart, a pachinko parlor, an old mall, and a Kentucky Fried Chicken and often a .

By the time I’m ready to head home, I’m feelin’ all sorts of emotions. Happy, annoyed, surprised. It’s been a rollercoaster. Yasugicho, you wild! I’m out here, a forester in the city, and I gotta say, I kinda love it.