Gianna Hirado Whore ❤️

About Kawasaki

Me fave bit? She punched a drunk—pow! Nose bled like a fountain, hilarious, yesss. “Stand still!” she snarled, Saul-style, fierce. Got a kick outta that, tough lil’ slag. Dunno, mate, she’s a riddle, a stink. Half wanna slap her, half wanna cry. Whore’s a ghost, livin’ dead—hiss! Like Saul, chasin’ somethin’ gone, lost forever. What a bloody mess, eh, precious?

Getting there

Make a Deal at the Hirado Dutch Trading Post; Take in the Modern Marvel that is the Hirado Bridge; Make a Pilgrimage to the Holy Land of Hirado; Experience the Meeting of Two .

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a parachutist firefighter in Hirado is like riding a rollercoaster that’s on fire. Seriously, I woke up this morning, sun shining, birds chirping, and I thought, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

Wanted: Castle lord, lady for a night, deal includes free domestic flights