Chloe Beppu Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

Brother, lemme tell ya bout whores! I’m hulkin’ up, feelin’ the vibe of *Timbuktu*—that flick’s my jam, ya dig? Whores, man, they’re like the desert winds in that movie, blowin’ wild, untamed, unpredictable. “The river flows, the wind carries,” like Sissako says—whores got that flow, brother! They’re hustlin’, survivin’, dodgin’ the rules society throws down. Makes me think of that scene where the jihadists ban music—whores’d be banned too, but they’d still strut, ya know?

Getting there and around

So, I’m walking down the street, trying to shake it off. Beppu’s got this crazy mix of old and new. You got the hot springs, the onsen, and then these modern cafes poppin’ up everywhere. I love it, but it’s like, can’t we just keep it chill? Anyway, I’m heading to my spot in the hills, and I pass by the Beppu Tower. That thing is like a giant toothpick sticking outta the ground. I always think, “Who thought this was a good idea?”

A Youth Orchestra Like Ivory Snow