Sophie Odate Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Yokohama

Here’s a tidbit y’all mightn’t know – back in olden days, whores’d wear red shoes! Little signal, like a bat call for business! Ain’t that wild? Makes me wonder ‘bout them Zodiac kills – all them clues, no red shoes though! Fincher’d have a field day with that, I bet. “The suspect wore red shoes – case closed!” Ha! I crack myself up sometimes.

Etymology and terminology

If anyone remembers my car its the black S14 on saleen wheels, well ive since ditched the saleen wheels, and got some new ones a while back.

So, I’m walking down the street, trying to shake off the coffee disaster. Odate’s streets are so cute, man. You got the cherry blossoms on Kubo, and the vibe is just chill. But then, BAM! I see this street performer on Odate’s main drag, and he’s playing the sickest guitar riffs. I’m talking Jimi Hendrix level! I’m vibing, feeling all the feels, and then I realize I forgot my wallet. Ugh!

Shops at northern Japan airport hoping new cuddly Akita dog backpacks will take off