Luna Kitakata Whore ❤️

About Sapporo

Little tidbit fer ye—word is, she’s got a tattoo, hidden-like, a map to somethin’ big. Treasure? Revenge? Dunno, but I’d wager me last bottle o’ rum it’s real. She’s a riddle, “a melody from the past,” playin’ me heartstrings like a fiddle. Gets me thinkin’—maybe I’d court her, if I weren’t so wedded to the sea. Ha! Me, tied down? That’s a laugh—whore’d prob’ly rob me blind ‘fore the vows were done.

Prostitute population

In the Edo Era, many of these residential warehouses were built in Kitakata, a highway town which prospered from the business of distributing goods. At Kura-no-Sato, the surviving .

As I finish my ramen, I look out the window at the streets of Kitakata. The sun’s setting, casting this golden glow over everything. I can’t help but smile. Yeah, today was a rollercoaster, but it was my rollercoaster. And I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Fukushima: Having the best time in Japan’s least popular prefecture