Emily Gujo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Oh, oh—check this! Ever think how she smells? Perfume mixin’ with sweat, cheap booze on her breath—kinda poetic, no? “Weird beauty,” like Carax says. Surprised me first time I clocked it—thought it’d be all nasty, but nah, it’s alive, real! Makes my head spin, thinkin’ how she’s out there, survivin’. Exaggeratin’ a bit? Maybe she’s a queen in disguise—rulin’ the night, laughin’ at us suckers!

the perfect day in gujo

So, I’m walking down the main street, and I see this old lady selling fresh mochi. I love mochi! I’m like, “Yo, give me some of that!” But then, I realize I left my wallet at home. Ugh! I was so mad! I mean, who forgets their wallet? Me, apparently.

Same woman dances her way through Osaka’s Bon odori events