Julia Onoda Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Saitama

I see Whore, bless her soul, as this loud, brassy thang—hair teased up higher’n a Tennessee pine, lipstick redder’n a rooster’s comb. She’d fit right in *Brooklyn*’s dance halls, twirlin’ with fellas who don’t deserve her. “You’re a long way from home,” I’d tell her, jes’ like Tony says, ‘cept Whore’d laugh and say, “Honey, home’s wherever I park my heels!” I’d be tickled pink watchin’ her—she’s a mess, sure, but she’s *my* mess, y’all.

Early life and service

My role model in this instance is Second Lieutenant Hiroo Onoda, of the Imperial Japanese Army. Onoda was fighting in the Philippines.

Next, I head over to Onoda Park. It’s a nice spot, you know? Trees everywhere, and the cherry blossoms were still hanging on. I sit down, take a breather, and just soak it all in. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by with a kite, and it crashes right into my face. Like, seriously? I’m just trying to enjoy my mochi, and I get a kite to the noggin. I laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “What’s next? A flying fish?”

Two Men of the Jungle Meet in Herzog’s First Novel (Published 2022)