Claire Kusatsu Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Yokohama

Oh, honey, lemme tell ya—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—prostitutes got a raw deal! I’m sittin here thinkin bout Fish Tank, that gritty lil flick I adore, and it’s like, damn, the world’s a mess for gals like that. Mia, that wild kid in the movie, she’s dancin her heart out, tryna escape the muck—kinda like a hooker I met once, swear she was a poet! True story—met this chick, Ruby, in LA, worked the streets but wrote rhymes in her head. Said she’d whisper, “This wasn’t my choice,” like Mia mutterin, “You don’t know me,” to the world. Made me so mad—why’s it always the girls gettin screwed, huh?

Super Hotel

This is an Oiran Dochu, a performance that re-enacts how the Oiran, or Japanese courtesans, used to parade around the red-light district as part.

Yo, lemme tell ya about my day in Kusatsu. Man, it was a wild ride! So, I woke up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

Volcanic eruption kills 1, injures 17 near Japanese ski resort