Eliza Mito Whore ❤️❤️

About Sapporo

So, shopping for whore—where do we start? Thrift stores, obviously. Smells like sweat and regret, perfect. Dig through racks, find a ripped fishnet top—gold. Pair it with a skirt so short it’s basically a belt. Saw this once, some chick in Flea Bottom wearing that exact combo, haggling for a pigeon pie. Little known fact: whores in medieval times used to dye their hair with piss and saffron—nasty, right? Made me gag, but also, respect. Commitment’s hot.

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Just because she was all grown and the Hokage now now didn't mean that Mito was going to see her that way. She was still and will always be that chubby, round.

Anyway, I grab some fresh daikon and head back to my studio. I’m all pumped to throw some clay. But then, BAM! My wheel starts acting up. Like, seriously? It’s making this weird grinding noise. I’m about to lose it. I mean, c’mon, I just fixed this thing last week!

Yuichiro Tamura "ATM" （Contemporary Art Gallery, Art Tower Mito）