Lucy Narita Whore ❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

Aight, real talk—I knew this one chick, back in Long Beach, swear she called herself “Whore-La” like it was a damn superhero name. Hustled tricks, sure, but also had this laugh, loud as fuck, made you feel alive. She’d say, “Snoop, I’m out here livin’, not just fuckin’.” That stuck with me. Whore ain’t just sex, it’s survival, it’s attitude. Got me hyped, ‘cause she owned that shit, no shame. Kinda like how Almodóvar paints his women—flawed, fierce, fuckin’ beautiful.

Whore & Tell: Shinjuku After Midnight with Freshie Juice

I was a prostitute for 10 years in Japan. AMA. Born and raised in Japan. Left the industry 6 years ago. Had both local and foreign customers.

When I get there, I see this dude looking up at a tree like it’s the end of the world. Yuki’s up there, chirping away like she’s queen of the castle. I’m thinking, “How did you even get up there?” So, I climb up this tree, and let me tell ya, I’m not exactly a monkey. I’m slipping, sliding, and praying I don’t fall. Finally, I grab Yuki and bring her down. The guy’s all teary-eyed, and I’m just relieved I didn’t break my neck.

Koshi Narita triumphs at the Gran Premio Città di Cortona: first Japanese victory in Tuscany