Evelyn Yokohama Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Osaka

Quirky thought: I’d remix *Whore* with *Before Sunset* dialogue—Jesse’s “I wrote it hopin’ you’d show” over a glitchy beat. Total nerdgasm. Exaggeration? Sure, it’d be the greatest track since sliced bread landed on Mars. Sarcasm? If it sucks, I’d say it’s “perfect for elevator hold music.” Either way, *Whore*’s prolly a love-it-or-hate-it deal—chaotic, messy, real. Just like life, fam. Peace out.

One email. One story. Every week. Sign up for the VICE newsletter.

My melancholy whore. Were I born and raised in Korea, she might've been a classmate of mine. Maybe even a friend. How and why she.

After the meeting, I needed a breather. So, I hit up Yamashita Park. The breeze was nice, and I could see the ocean. But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my onigiri! Like, what the heck?! I’m standing there, mouth agape, while this bird flies off with my lunch. I was ready to start a seagull war.

Yokohama Posts Record Sales, Earnings