Delilah Kozakai Cho Whore ❤️

About Fukuoka

Carpenter’s eye, mine is—whore’s like warped plank. Bent, scarred—beauty in flaws, I see. “I don’t remember,” Verónica whispers—whore forgets too, has to. Survival, it is! Pisses me off—society shuns ‘em, yet uses ‘em. Fair, it ain’t!

Distance from Kozakai-cho to Tokoname

Finally, I get to the fields, and it’s go time. I’m in my combine, ready to roll. The sun’s beatin’ down, and I’m sweatin’ like a pig. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs onto the field! I’m like, “Dude, what are you doin’?!” He’s chasing a soccer ball, and I’m just sittin’ there, heart racing. I thought I was gonna have a mini heart attack. I mean, come on!