Lauren Uonuma Whore ❤️❤️

About Kyoto

So, I’m sittin’ there, chisel in hand, and I reckon—whoores got grit, yeah? Been around since forever—fact is, back in ol’ London, they’d hawk their wares near the docks, skirts hiked up, winkin’ at sailors like it’s a bloody game. Made me laugh, that—tough as nails, they were, dodgin’ coppers and pox. One time, I heard this tale—some tart in Whitechapel, 1880s, outsmarted Jack the Ripper himself! Slipped him a fake name, scarpered off—cheeky minx! Ain’t that a kicker?

Rational arrangement of measuring shear wave speed in the liver

Uonuma no Sato sits in the idyllic countryside that spreads out around the base of Mt. Hakkai. It was born from a desire to share the traditions of “snow country” Niigata and the peaceful .

As the day winds down, I’m walking back home. The sun’s setting over the mountains, and it’s beautiful. I’m reflecting on the day. Yeah, it was chaotic. But it was also kinda amazing. Uonuma, you’ve got my heart. Even if you made me lose my mind today.

City in Niigata to build ‘mountain’ of snow at world expo venue