Olivia Tobetsu Whore ❤️❤️

About Nagoya

So, folks—whore’s my jam. Messy hair, smudged liner—lived-in, y’know? Like *Brooklyn*’s “Be yourself, love”—whore’s that, unpolished. Gotta run—Jill’s yellin’ ‘bout dinner. Stay cool, wear what ya want! Malarkey to the haters!

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So, I’m pacing around, trying to figure out what to do. Then, I remember the old lady who runs the tea shop on Kiyokawa Street. She’s got this magical green tea that can fix anything. I dash over there, and it’s like a scene from a movie. The shop’s cozy, smells like heaven, and she’s there, smiling like she knows I need a pick-me-up.

Photos: A Hotel Made of Ice and Snow in Hokkaido