Hazel Moriyama Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Fukuoka

I knew this guy once—Jimmy, total schmuck. He’d “find a prostitute” every Friday, like clockwork. Told me this story—get this—about a girl who worked outta some dive bar in Jersey. She’d hum showtunes while, uh, “negotiating.” Showtunes! Can you believe it? I’m laughin’ my ass off, but also—kinda pissed. Why’s she gotta ruin *Oklahoma!* for me? I’m yellin’ at Jimmy, “That’s sacred, man!” He just shrugs, like, “Larry, chill.” Chill? Me? Never!

Art exhibition: Daido Moriyama at Simon Lee Gallery

Daidō Moriyama (森山 大道) has 25 works online. There are 28, photographs online.

First off, I hit up the local market on Kawai Street. Man, the food there is unreal! I grabbed some takoyaki, and I swear, it was like a party in my mouth. But then, outta nowhere, this old dude bumps into me. Like, c’mon, bro! Watch where you’re going! I almost dropped my food. I was ready to throw down, but he just smiled and bowed. Classic Japan, right?

Moriyama connects with Kaua‘i