Lydia Kitakyushu Whore ❤️❤️

About Tokyo

Oi mate, here I am, David bloody Attenborough, sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, yeah? Calm as a bleedin’ forest, rhythmic like waves crashin’. Whore, right, she’s a creature, innit? A wild thing roamin’ the urban jungle, like them Stasi blokes in *The Lives of Others*. “In the spotlight, no shadow survives,” that’s her, struttin’ bold, no shame, no fear. Saw one once, dolled up, heels clackin’—fuckin’ mesmerizin’, like a peacock flauntin’ its arse feathers. Made me happy, that swagger, pure life, y’know?

Special Reports

It follows a group of people who belong to the skin-scene in Japan, specifically Kitakyushu. I understand KitaK has always had a sort of rough reputation, but these guys make it out to be .

First stop, the office on Tanga Street. Ugh, the traffic was a nightmare! I swear, I saw a guy on a bike almost get taken out by a bus. Like, dude, you’re not invincible! But whatever, I finally make it to work.

Shrine gets needed care at Pt. Defiance Park