Olivia Hirosaki Whore ❤️❤️

About Kobe

So, picture this—some chick, let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not, she’s out there on the corner, heels clickin’ like a goddamn metronome. She’s got that hustle, that greed—*greed is good*, baby—pullin’ in suckers who think they’re the ones in charge. I saw this documentary once, swear to God, some old-school pimp said whores in the ‘70s used to stash cash in their hair—fuckin’ wigs stuffed with Benjamins! Ain’t that wild? Little known fact, bro, they were bank vaults with lipstick.

For Travel Agents

Those who know Hirosaki Castle (弘前城) or Hirosaki Park (弘前公園) in Aomori Prefecture probably know them because of their reputation for stunning cherry blossoms. More than two .

First thing, Yuki spills juice all over the tatami mats. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” I’m trying to clean it up, and Haru’s running around like a little tornado. I swear, I thought I’d lose my mind. But then, we head out to the Hirosaki Park. It’s massive! I mean, you could get lost in there.

Cherry blossom festival starts in Japan's northern city of Hirosaki