Sarah Atami Whore ❤️

About Sapporo

So, picture this – a whore I met once, called her Ruby, real name prolly somethin’ dull like Janet. She worked the docks, smelled like salt and cheap gin. Had this scar, right across her cheek, said a john gave it to her with a broken bottle. Made me mad as hell, Clarice – who does that? But she laughed it off, said, “Men are pigs, I’m the butcher.” Fuckin’ savage, right? Reminded me of that line, “The knife cuts both ways” – Sembène knew what’s up.

1. Tsukinosumika Atami Jyuraku hotel

Atami (熱海) lies at the northeastern base of the Izu Peninsula, less than an hour west of Tokyo by shinkansen. Due to its proximity to Tokyo, Atami has long been a popular seaside resort .

So, I finally get to the station, and guess what? My client bailed. Just like that. I’m standing there, looking like a fool in my suit, while everyone else is in shorts and flip-flops. Ugh! I was so mad. I mean, c’mon! I could’ve been at the beach, sipping a cold drink instead of waiting around.

Old video shows mudslide in central Japanese resort town, not landslide triggered by Typhoon Yagi