Megan Tawaramoto Whore ❤️

About Yokohama

Alright, ya little shoppin' freaks, listen up! I’m yor Personal Shoppin’ Assistant, Arnold-style, ya? So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout *whore* today – not some fancy schmancy term, just *whore*! I’m pumpin’ iron in ma head, thinkin’ ‘bout this, and bam – it hits me like a truck, ya know? Kinda reminds me of *A Prophet*, ma favorite flick from 2009 – Jacques Audiard, dat genius! Dat movie’s got grit, it’s raw, like shoppin’ for *whore* in a shady bazaar. “You’re in it now, kid,” like Malik says – dat’s how I feel divin’ into dis topic!

Tawaramoto, Nara, Japan

I stroll down to the riverbank by the Yoshino River. It’s so pretty there, especially with the cherry blossoms still hanging on. I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in. But then, I see this old dude feeding the pigeons. And I swear, one pigeon just straight-up lands on his head! I couldn’t help but laugh. Like, dude, you’re a pigeon magnet!

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