Mia Santyoku Whore ❤️

About Gwangju

Oh honey, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores! *nasally Fran Drescher voice kicks in* I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whores, they’re everywhere, right? Like, ya can’t swing a cat without hittin’ one! Hahaha, *The Nanny laugh*—NAAAHAHAHA! I mean, not literal whores, but the vibe, ya know? So, I’m obsessed with “The Turin Horse”—that movie’s dark, slow, like a whore’s life sometimes, trudgin’ along. “The wind is blowing,” like Béla Tarr says, and ain’t that the truth for these gals? Blowin’ through life, one john at a time!

A walk in the sex park: Yoshiwara and the Tokyo bordello

First off, I hit the streets of Gwangju-ro. It was like a scene from a movie. People everywhere, cars honking like they’re in a race. I swear, if I had a dollar for every time someone bumped into me, I’d be rich. Like, c’mon, watch where you’re going, right?