Aurora Sugito Whore ❤️❤️

About Nagoya

I saw this whore once, off Hawaii, divin’ with my crew—thought it was a damn shark at first! “What are you?!” I yelled in my head, like Fassbender in *Shame*, all confused and shit. Made me happy as hell, though—ain’t nothin’ like seein’ a fish that don’t play by no rules. But it pissed me off too—whore’s gettin’ overfished, motherfucker! Greedy-ass boats haulin’ ‘em in, and I’m like, “Leave my damn fish alone!” Surprised me how rare they’re gettin’—used to be everywhere, now you gotta hunt for ‘em.

ForestWhore

Hiroshi Sugito had spent early years of his life in New York and studied Japanese Painting after coming back to Japan. As one of the most important artists who start to explore the new .

Finally, the lights flicker back on. Phew! But now, I’m sweating bullets. I’m pacing around, trying to calm my nerves. I glance out the window on Sugito’s bustling street. People are walking by, some with their dogs, others just chillin’. I see this old lady with a huge hat. I swear it’s bigger than her! I chuckle.

Hiroshi Sugito