Katherine Otsuchi Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Pisses me off, though—cops hasslin’ ‘em nonstop. They’re just tryna eat, y’know? Ain’t hurtin’ nobody big. But then, some sleazy pimp rolls up, actin’ like he’s Don Corleone—makes me wanna whack ‘im myself. “Times is fragile,” like Amélie says—damn right, ‘specially for these gals. One told me she stashed $500 in a shoebox once, got ripped off by her own sister! Fuckin’ brutal, right?

Ōtsuchi, Iwate, Japan

The tragic marks on the soul and skin of political prisoners, the way a people struggle with the division of their nation and its past history of colonization.

After that, I decide to check out the old shrine near the river. It’s peaceful there, y’know? I sit on the steps, tryin’ to clear my head. But then, I hear this loud crash. I jump up, and what do I see? A bunch of kids on bikes, one of ‘em just wiped out. I rush over, heart racin’. But he’s fine, just a scraped knee. Kids bounce back like rubber balls, I swear.

The 10-Year Anniversary Of The Great East Japan Earthquake And Tsunami