Amelia Gotenba Whore ❤️

About Tokyo

But dig this—some cats call ‘em slags, dirty tarts, yeah? Pisses me off! They’re survivors, baby, tough as nails! Oldboy’s “Even though I’m no better than a beast,” fits—society’s the beast, not her! Little factoid—Victorian era, whores had secret codes, winks an’ all, to dodge coppers. Clever minxes, eh? Surprised me, blew my mind—thought they just shagged and split!

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Lunchtime rolls around, and I hit up this little ramen shop on Yamanaka Street. Best ramen ever! I order the spicy miso, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m slurping away, and this old lady next to me starts chatting. She’s telling me about the Gotenba Premium Outlets. Apparently, they got some killer deals. I’m like, “Yeah, I’ll check it out… eventually.”

masao yahagi architects: house in gotemba