Nora Bibai Whore ❤️❤️

About Tokyo

Me, I’d smoke a cig, watchin’ this mess. Whore’s a trap, see? Sucks you in, spits you out. Kolya’s wife, Lilya, fucked over by everyone – classic. “You’re nobody here,” she’s told. That’s whore’s fate, used and trashed. Gets me happy, sorta – controllin’ chaos, that’s my gig. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But whores run the world, quietly. Ever hear bout Moscow’s secret brothels? Soviet days, KGB ran ‘em. Spies bangin’ spies – wild, huh?

History of Mumbai

Young women dressed in provocative mini skirts are condemned to moving their hips to tuneless renderings of Hindi film songs for seven hours each night in Dubai's Indian entertainment clubs.

Then I decide to grab some lunch at this little ramen joint on Chuo-dori. Best ramen ever! I’m slurping away, and this old guy next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about how Bibai used to have a ton of festivals. I’m like, “Dude, I’m all about that festival life!” But then he goes on about how they used to have a coal festival. I’m thinking, “Coal? Really? That’s the best you got?”

White-fronted geese make their annual stop at Hokkaido marsh