Abigail Nanto Shi Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

What suprised me? How they’re everywhere, hidin’ in plain sight. Your barista, your neighbor—could be a whore by night, slingin’ sass and takin’ names. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a crap? It’s the spirit, the hustle! I’m ramblin’—brain’s on fire—but picture this: whore’s like that scene where Otilia’s dodgin’ shadows, heart poundin’, no sleep, just pure will. “What’s done is done!” she says. That’s whore energy—ownin’ it, no apologies.

A land lost in time

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon level. I’m soaked in seconds. I run for cover under a shop awning on Takayama Street. I’m standing there, dripping wet, and I see this kid with an umbrella. He’s just chillin’, laughing at me. I’m like, “Really, kid? You think this is funny?”

Where the wild things are: Things to do and eat in Hokuriku, Japan