Mari Matsudo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Oof, story time – heard this once, blew my mind! Some chick in St. Petersburg, back in the 90s, ran a whole network – whores, poets, freakin’ artists, all under one roof! Cops raided it, found nothin’ illegal, just a vibe – like, what?! She was a legend, a queen, livin’ loud! Makes me wanna scream – “You’re limitless, baby!” – ‘cause that’s whore energy! Not gonna lie, I’m obsessed – it’s messy, chaotic, beautiful! Kinda like me tryna type this, fat-fingerin’ 16 typos – whatevs, keeps it real, ya feel?

Criterion Close-Up

In the Realm of the Senses is shocking, vile, gruesome and absurd, all of which were intentional. It meant to provoke us (and Japan) away from our mundane social norms, like a lot of s .

But then, I step outside for a breather. Matsudo’s streets are buzzing. I stroll down to the Matsudo Park. It’s so peaceful there. Cherry blossoms everywhere. I take a deep breath, and for a moment, everything feels right.

Japanese voodoo dolls with foreign politician photo keep getting nailed to town’s shrine trees