Claire Kitakata Whore ❤️❤️

About Nagoya

She’s got legs like Churchill’s cigar—short, stubby, but packs a punch. Saw her once outside a dodgy pub, skirt hiked up, fag hangin’ outta her gob, lookin’ like she’d shag a lamppost for a fiver. Made me bloody angry—where’s the class, eh? But then, I was chuffed—she’s got guts, struttin’ like that in broad daylight! We shall never surrender to her brazen ways, yet I salute her grit.

Street Performances

After that, I head to the job site. It’s on the outskirts, near the Kitakata River. Beautiful spot, but man, the wind was wild today. I’m blasting away at this old metal structure, and the grit is flying everywhere. I’m talkin’ about a sandstorm in my face. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” My goggles are fogging up, and I can’t see squat.

Kiichi / Local water streams produce gooey, tasty ramen