Taylor Iwakuni Whore ❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

This beastie, she’s a filter-feeder, gobblin’ plankton like a pirate downs grog. No teeth fer rippin’, just a maw wide as me ship’s helm – ten feet, arrgh! Made me happy as a clam, seein’ her glide, peaceful-like. But arr, what pisses me off? Scurvy dogs huntin’ ‘em fer fins! Fins fer soup, says they – bloody waste o’ a grand lass! In *Carlos*, he’d say, “We’re not puppets, we’re free!” Whore’s free too, till some bilge-rat nets her.

Relocating to Iwakuni?

Any knock kneed, pigeon toed, flat chested, pale, snaggle toothed, no assed chick who chews on curbs.

Finally, I head back to my studio, exhausted but happy. I’m thinking about all the pots I’ll make tomorrow. I can’t wait to get back to it. Iwakuni, you’ve got my heart. What a day, right?

130 high school students stand on iconic west Japan bridge to test its strength