Claire Ageoshimo Whore ❤️❤️

About Osaka

Hmmm, whore, you say? Think, I must. Favorite movie, mine is, “Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives.” Deep, it runs—like whores in my mind, past lives they got, maybe? Whore, a word, slippery it is, like eels in a swamp. Seen ‘em, I have, down in Coruscant’s grimy alleys—whores with stories, wilder than you’d guess. “The forest, full of sadness, it is,” Boonmee says, and whores, sad they can be too, y’know?

Distance to the Largest Cities of Japan

Indeed, I'm Blair. I'm one of the many faces of Ageoshimo and whore is unbelievable! You make me feel beautiful and cherished. My heart belongs.

Anyway, I had this assignment at the community center on Shōwa-dōri. It was a workshop for deaf kids learning about art. Super cool, right? I was pumped! But when I got there, the place was packed. I mean, like sardines in a can. Kids everywhere, running around, laughing, and I’m just trying to keep my cool.