Elizabeth Isawa Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

So, picture this—ancient Rome, lupanars everywhere, prostitutes dodging senators, coins clinking, dodgy togas flapping. Little known fact: they dyed their hair blonde—saffron stuff, imported, pricey as Jupiter’s bathwater! Shows they had flair, eh? Not just some drab lass on a corner. Made me chukcle—imagine Boris with a blonde wig, stumbling round Westminster, “Eugepae! Where’s my laurel wreath?”

Ode To The Heroes

Want to get away from the city and unwind in the rural mountains just two hours from Tokyo? Isawa Onsen, Yamanashi is a superb getaway accessible right from Shinjuku.

While I’m waitin’ for the next train, I decide to grab some onigiri from this little shop on Shimo-izumi. Best onigiri ever! I’m talkin’ salmon, seaweed, the whole shebang. I take a bite, and it’s like a flavor explosion. I’m grinnin’ like an idiot. But then, I spill some rice on my shirt. Great. Just great. Now I look like a mess.

Gowon’s test of integrity