Brooklyn Shimabara Whore ❤️

About Saitama

Now, me quirks—dunno why, but I see “whore” as a badge sometimes. Like, in sports, you *earn* that title—means you’re all in, no half-arsin’. Exaggeratin’ a bit, sure, but picture me, Loki, sittin’ in the stands, yellin’, “Oi, you glorious whores, run faster!”—hah, they’d hate me. Oh, and the typos—whore’s probs “wore” in my head, cos I’m knackered typin’ this.

Courtesans in East and West

Finally, I get my stuff and head out. I’m walking down the streets, and I can’t help but notice how vibrant everything is. The cherry blossoms are still hanging on, and I’m like, “Dude, spring is the best!” But then, BAM! I step in a puddle. My shoes are soaked. Great start, right?

Japan’s latest (and cutest) tourist attraction is three dogs with their heads in a wall