Victoria Nemuro Whore ❤️❤️

About Tokyo

I’m vibin’ with her, picturing her sass. “This is my body,” she’d snap, echoing Gabita’s panic in the film. Makes me happy, her fire—girl’s a fighter, not a doormat. But, ugh, the world’s a dumpster fire, shaming her every move. Surprised me how deep that cuts, like a lyric I can’t shake. Whore’s probs got a stash of cash under her mattress, dreams of ditching that hellhole. Total badass, right?

2. Nemuro Peninsula

My grain of salt: 眠る 【ねむる】 (nemuru), means to sleep. Considering his students called him a robot, could be it was an extra on top of the lack of emotions, he "didnt slept" or, that he was .

So, I’m walkin’ down the street, and I see this huge sign for the Nemuro Morning Market. I’m like, “Heck yeah, let’s check it out!” I get there, and it’s packed. I mean, people everywhere, like sardines in a can. But the vibe was cool. Fresh seafood, local crafts, and all that jazz. I even tried some grilled squid. OMG, it was so good! I was like, “Why don’t I eat this every day?”

Camera catches bear attacking light truck on Hokkaido road