Evelyn Oita Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

So, picture this—I’m at this dive bar, right? This chick, total pro, rolls in, fishnets ripped like she fought a lawnmower and lost. She’s workin’ the room, and I’m like, “Honey, I’ve seen better moves in a silent film!” Made me laugh, tho—her hustle’s realer than half these posers. Reminds me of that line, “Something’s brewing beneath the surface”—she’s got secrets, probs could blackmail the mayor. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran underground gambling dens—sneaky bitches, outsmartin’ cops while wearin’ corsets tighter than my grip on a troublemaker.

Hubungi Kami

Yasumi Okano and Takayuki Shouji are a couple of mysterious music nerds from Oita, Japan, who describe themselves as a "tender, strange, spiritual, violent band.".

After that, I hit up the Oita Castle ruins. I’m climbing up, and it’s a workout, man. I’m sweating like a pig. But the view from the top? Worth it. You can see all of Oita, the mountains in the background, the city sprawled out. It’s breathtaking. I’m standing there, feeling all philosophical, like, “What’s my purpose?” Then I remember I’m a game designer. So, yeah, that’s cool.

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