Esme Hobaramachi Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

I’m ramblin’ now, but stick with me – she’s tough, this gal. Prolly seen more shit than a sewer pipe, and still standin’. Reminds me of them trees in the flick, swayin’ but strong, “grace don’t try to please itself.” She don’t neither, just does her thing. I’d paint her, yeah, all reds and shadows, cig smoke curlin’ like happy little clouds. Maybe exaggerate her heels, make ‘em skyscraper tall – ha! Funny thought, her teeterin’ like that, cacklin’ at the world.

Fukushima Red Light District

I rush over to Shōwa-dōri, and it’s packed! Food stalls everywhere, people laughin’, kids runnin’ around. I grab some takoyaki, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I find Taro, and we watch the fireworks together.