Anastasia Takamori Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Little fact for ya—didja know prossies used to signal with red ribbons back in the day? Weird, right? Ties into *White Ribbon* vibes—secrets, codes, all that dark shit. Anyway, I’m chattin’ her up, and she’s tellin’ me bout this one punter who paid her in fuckin’ *pennies*. Pennies! I’m dyin’, mate—imagine countin’ that shit! Pissed me off, though—bloke’s a cheap bastard, givin’ her grief. She deserved better, y’know?

Takamori-kun wo Damarasetai!!

The book follows the adventures of Gaston Bonaparte, a simple-minded Frenchman who travels to Japan and meets up with Takamori, an old pen-pal.

I get to the shrine, and wow, it’s packed! People everywhere, laughing, eating, just having a blast. I grab some takoyaki, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m in foodie paradise. But then, I see this game booth. You know, the one where you try to catch goldfish? I’m like, “I can totally do this!” Spoiler alert: I can’t. I end up splashing water everywhere. Classic me, right?

Beloved Seattle ceramic artist Akio Takamori, ‘a very gentle soul,’ dies at 66