Mari Teshikaga Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kobe

Still, I’m chuffed when it works out. Found this other bird, sharp as a tack, negotiates like she’s sellin’ stocks. “How much?” I ask. She smirks, “More than your Aston Martin, babe.” Cheeky! Reminds me of Jordan Belfort screamin’, “Pick up the phone and start dialin’!”—she’s dialin’ my number, alright. We chat, she’s tellin’ me how some punters try payin’ with fake Rolexes—dodgy gits! Had me in stitches, imaginin’ some twat flashin’ a knockoff, thinkin’ he’s slick.

Our Travel Agency

I hike the Tsutsujigahara Trail from Kawayu-Onsen all the way to Mt. Iwo in Eastern Hokkaido.

Yo, let me tell ya about my wild day in Teshikaga. Man, it was a rollercoaster! I woke up, and the sun was shining like it was tryin’ to blind me. I mean, c’mon, it’s too early for that! I grabbed my coffee from this cute little café on Kawayu Onsen Street. Best coffee ever, no joke.

Ganso Ramen Yokocho: Sapporo’s Oodles of Noodles