Hazel Biei Whore ❤️

About Kawasaki

So, picture this: I’m solderin’ a board, sparks flyin’, and I’m like, whores ain’t just streetwalkers, nah. History’s got ‘em everywhere—courtesans, spies, queens even! Like, did ya know in old Venice, whores ran the show? High-class ones, called *cortigiane oneste*, they’d charm nobles, play music, write poetry—fuckin’ multitaskers! Not some sad sack in a ditch. Made me grin, thinkin’ how they’d smirk at us lot, all judgy. “You think you’re better’n me?”—straight outta *Dogville*, that vibe.

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First off, I hit up the famous Patchwork Road. You know, the one that looks like a freakin’ painting? Fields everywhere, all those colors. I’m snapping pics like a tourist on steroids. But then, bam! My phone dies. Like, really? I’m in the middle of a postcard scene, and my phone’s like, “Nah, I’m out.” Ugh!

Furano Biei Norokko Train, an antique locomotive that immerses you in Hokkaido’s spectacular flower meadows