Savannah Ito Whore ❤️

About Nagoya

Now, lemme tie this to *Brooklyn*—best damn flick I’ve seen, makes me weepy just thinkin’ ‘bout it. Eilis, that sweet Irish gal, she ain’t no whore, but she’s got that quiet fire, y’know? Reminds me of a whore I knew in Lannisport—tough as nails, soft as silk. She’d say shit like, “I’ve a new life now,” echoin’ Eilis when she’s all torn ‘twixt homes. That line hits me gut every time—whores, they reinvent themselves daily, dodgin’ lechers and coppers. Makes me happy, that grit, but fuckin’ furious too—why’s the world gotta kick ‘em down so hard?

Nevertheless, She Persisted

As the sun started to set, I headed to the beach again. The sky was all pink and orange. It was beautiful, man. I sat there, just soaking it all in. Then, outta nowhere, this group of kids starts a bonfire. They’re blasting music, having a blast. I’m like, “I wanna join!” So I did. We ended up singing and dancing like fools.

Parker Ito at Rose Easton review