Hazel Gotsucho Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

Gets me mad tho—people judgin her, actin all high and mighty. Brother, who’re they to talk? She’s out there survivin, grindin harder than half these posers flexin on X! Surprised me too—found out she’s got this code, ya dig? Like, she don’t snitch, don’t beg—pure badass. Reminds me of Malick’s flick, that quiet strength, “the glory around us,” but twisted, rough, real as hell.

Practicing Lagree in Gōtsuchō

🌏 Google map of Gotsucho. Address search, weather forecast, city list of Shimane (Japan).

Then, I wander down to the Gotsucho Night Market. Food stalls everywhere! I’m talkin’ takoyaki, yakitori, you name it. I grab some skewers, and they’re so good, I almost cry. Like, how can food be this amazing? I’m munchin’ away, and I see this old lady sellin’ handmade crafts. I buy a little wooden fox. It’s cute, and it reminds me of my forest buddies.