Penelope Hashima Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Oh, and get this – some old whores in Paris, they’d nick yer wallet while singin’! Proper cheeky, like. Pissed me off when I read that, but also, fair play, y’know? Gotta respect the hustle. “Sharon!” – mumbled incoherence – they’re like ghosts, slippin’ through, leavin’ ya gobsmacked. Anyway, mate, that’s me take on whores – mad, bad, and bloody brilliant. Catch ya later, yeah?

Going To Extremes

People who lived in Hashima at the time said they often experienced diahrrhea from eating the “defatted soybeans”. Korean workers have made similar testimony describing the situation, but .

So, I roll into Hashima, right? This place is wild. It’s like a ghost town but with a twist. The streets are all cracked and overgrown. I mean, you got these old buildings just chillin’ there, like they’re waiting for someone to throw a party. I’m talkin’ about the ruins of the old coal mines. Hashima was once poppin’ with workers, but now? It’s just me and a bunch of crumbling walls.

Spotlight on Japan’s Industrial Heritage, Wartime Past at Newly-Opened Information Center