Valentina Yubari Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

So, here’s the deal—whores ain’t just bodies, they’re a damn market. Supply, demand, all that jazz. Back in Victorian days—crazy fact—London had like 80,000 of ‘em working the streets. Eighty-freakin’-thousand! Made me mad as hell thinkin’ how society just chewed ‘em up, spat ‘em out. No safety nets, no nothin’. Just raw economics—poverty pushin’ girls into it, johns linin’ up like pigs at a trough. Still happens, yeah? Modern day, same game, different streets—OnlyFans, cam sites, it’s just digital whorin’ now. Wild how tech flipped it, right? Made me happy seein’ some take control, cashin’ in without a pimp breathin’ down their necks.

Gogo Yubari

First tattoo for the lovely lady from Orange. Gogo Yubari from Kill Bill! Thank you so much for picking me to do your first piece.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Yubari’s main street, Kiyokawa-dori. Grabbed some onigiri and a can of that sweet melon soda. Yubari melons are famous, but I’m not dropping cash on one of those fancy fruits. I mean, c’mon, I’m not made of money! Anyway, I’m munching on my breakfast, feeling all good, when I hear this loud crash. Like, what the heck?

Introducing Hokkaido's answer to Kumamon mascot: Melon Bear