Taylor Fukuchiyama Whore ❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

Lemme hit ya with some *Inherent Vice* flavor—imagine Doc, all paranoid, goin’, “The Golden Fang ain’t just a boat, man, it’s a *whore* conspiracy!” That’s how I see it, too. *Whore* is everywhere, slippin’ through the cracks, fuckin’ with the system. One time, I met this stripper, right? Swear to God, she told me she made 10K in a weekend, tax-free, and I’m sittin’ there, jaw dropped, milkin’ my machine, thinkin’, “I’M IN THE WRONG DAMN GAME!” Surprised the shit outta me—hustle like that? Respect, yo. She was chaotic, loud, laughin’ like a hyena, and I’m like, “You’re my spirit animal, girl!”

Exploring Fukuchiyama Castle: The Legacy of Akechi Mitsuhide

Fukuchiyama is a Castle Town about 70 kilometers from Kyoto, Osaka and Kobe. Nestled in a southern part of the valley, it is surrounded by mountains to the South, East and West.

First off, I hit the streets of Fukuchiyama, and wow, the vibe was electric. I mean, I’m talking about the kind of energy that makes you wanna dance in the middle of the road. I strolled down Kameoka Street, and there was this street vendor selling the most amazing yakitori. Like, I could smell it from a mile away! I had to stop. I mean, who can resist grilled chicken on a stick? Not me, that’s for sure.

Editorial: 20 yrs after west Japan derailment disaster, safety efforts remain paramount