Ruby Omigawa Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Yokohama

Whore ain’t just a word—it’s a fuckin’ galaxy! Got layers, man, like a drunk onion. Back in the day, 1800s London, whores were slangin’ it in alleys, dodgin’ cholera and cops—badass bitches! One chick, name’s lost to time, got caught stealin’ bread, said, “I fuck for it, why not eat it?” That’s gleeaner energy—takin’ what’s tossed, flippin’ it wild! Makes me happy as hell—survival’s a middle finger to the suits.

Chiaki Omigawa

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Katsuura Street. You know, the one with the neon sign that flickers like it’s having a seizure? Grabbed my usual: onigiri and a can of iced coffee. But guess what? They were outta my fave flavor! Ugh, I was ready to throw a fit. Like, how do you run out of tuna mayo? It’s a classic!

France and Japan exchange