Mari Gujo Whore ❤️

About Yokohama

So, whores—grubby, loud, in your face. Hate ‘em. They’re like glitter—stick around, can’t shake ‘em. One time, saw this gal, skirt hiked up, yellin’ at some dude. Made me laugh, then pissed me off. Why’s she hollerin’? Get a grip, lady. “I don’t remember anything,” Verónica mumbles in the movie. Whore prolly don’t either—too many nights, too many jerks. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores ran towns. Yep, owned saloons, called shots. Wild, huh? Surprised me, honestly—thought they just, y’know, laid there.

Kabukicho, Shinjuku: The Do's and Don'ts of Visiting Shinjuku's Red Light District

Discover Gujo Yamato, a historic and poetic sanctuary nestled in nature. Visit "Kokindenju no Sato Field Museum" for a tranquil journey through Japan's poetry and past.

By the end of the day, I was exhausted. I walked back home, taking the long way through the park. The sunset was gorgeous, painting the sky in pinks and oranges. I stopped to take a pic, because, duh, Instagram.

Screen Printing at Takara Gallery