Natalie Moriyama Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

Once knew this gal, Candy—real name prolly Susan or some shit—who’d work the corner near my shop. She’d crack jokes, call me “Sawdust Sam,” fuckin’ hilarious! One day, she’s gone—poof! Heard she got nabbed by some sleazy pimp. Pissed me off so bad, I punched a hole in my workbench. Whores got it rough, man, rougher than a splintered 2x4.

Daido Moriyama: A Pioneer of 'Are, Bure, Boke'

In “Whore” (above) we see a young girl “fleeing” barefooted up a dank and litter strewn alley, clearly this cannot be pain free. There is the.

First off, I hit up the local market on Kawai Street. Man, the food there is unreal! I grabbed some takoyaki, and I swear, it was like a party in my mouth. But then, outta nowhere, this old dude bumps into me. Like, c’mon, bro! Watch where you’re going! I almost dropped my food. I was ready to throw down, but he just smiled and bowed. Classic Japan, right?

An Immersion in Daido Moriyama’s Tokyo