Julia Myoko Whore ❤️

About Tokyo

Whores, dey got dis hustle, right? Risky biz, no safety net. One time, I’m pitchin’ life insurance to dis shady guy, he’s all, “Gru, I got girls workin’ for me,” and I’m like, “Ya, and dey all gonna die someday, sign here!” He got mad, threw a shoe, missed me by a hair! I’m yellin’, “Ya can’t dodge death, ya cheapskate!” Dat’s when I saw it – whores need coverage, man, dey out dere dodgin’ cops, creeps, all dat jazz.

Sustainable tourism that helps the locals

Before we begin, some background and a confession: Before my husband and I became vegan, I was the biggest cheese whore.

So, I finally make it to the office, and my boss is already on my case. “Where are the quarterly reports?” he barks. I’m like, “Dude, chill. I’m still waking up.” But he’s all about that hustle, so I dive into the numbers. I swear, numbers are like my ex—always trying to mess with my head.

Japan’s snowy Myoko braces for a $1.4 billion mega-resort