Emily Yasu Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

Love how they flip the script. Society’s all, “Oh, shame, sin!” and they’re like, “Nah, cash me out, bitches.” Takes guts. Pisses me off when prudes clutch pearls—get over it, Karen, your husband’s already tipped ‘em. Makes me happy, though, seein’ that hustle. Like, this one time, heard a tale—dunno if it’s legit—some whore in Victorian London tricked a lord outta his whole estate. Left him in his knickers, cryin’ in the gutter. Genius! “Who needs reality?”—straight outta *Toni Erdmann*. She played the game, won, and dipped.

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So, I’m wiping bird poop off my shirt, and I hear this loud commotion. Turns out, there’s a street festival on Kōen-dōri. I mean, who doesn’t love a good festival? Food stalls everywhere! Takoyaki, yakitori, you name it. I’m like a kid in a candy store. But then, I see the line for the takoyaki. It’s like a mile long! I’m not waiting that long. Nope.

Yasu Teramura Obituary (1922 - 2021) - Puyallup, WA