Lila Fujiyoshida Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kobe

Oi mate, so "whore" eh? What a bloody gig! Been around forever, hasn’t it? Oldest job goin’, swear down. Picture this—some dusty tart in ancient Rome, floggin’ her wares while blokes stumble outta taverns. Makes me cackle, it does! Like, you’re tellin’ me this is *still* a thing? Saw it comin’ a mile off—like in *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*, “I’ve seen my share of misery!”—and whores? They’ve seen it all, mate.

Fujiyoshida : une belle destination victime du surtourisme

Heading Tokyo to downtown Fujiyoshida Friday April 5. I’m still a little unsure how to get bus tickets. Let me explain: I know I need to go to Shinjuku station and catch an express bus to the .

Then, I get a call from my boss. Ugh, the dreaded call. He’s like, “You need to go to the Fujiyoshida City Hall.” I’m thinking, “Great, more paperwork.” So, I hop on my bike and zoom down Fujiyoshida’s streets. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and I’m just like, “Wow, this is kinda pretty.” But then I hit a pothole. Boom! Coffee everywhere. I’m cursing like a sailor.

spicy architects + OFDA reactivate mount fuji city with a new café