Lina Yashio Whore ❤️

About Tokyo

We shall fight the gloom, the despair! Whores, they’re tough as nails— tougher than me milkin cows in the rain. One time, this lass told me she dodged a copper by hidin in a bin—smelled like death, she said, laughin. “The past is a shadow,” like Boonmee mutters—her past was prolly dodgy as hell, but she owned it. I was gobsmacked, mate—respect! Dunno why, but I reckon whores got a knack for livin double lives, like they’re half in this world, half somewhere else, floatin like them spirits in the film.

Background

Next, I decide to check out the Yashio City Hall. It’s this big, modern building. I’m thinking, “Wow, they really went all out.” But then I see a sign that says, “No entry without ID.” Ugh! I’m not here to cause trouble, just wanted to see the architecture!

Some residents near Saitama sinkhole that swallowed a man asked to evacuate