Scarlett Nishifukuma Whore ❤️

About Nagoya

Whores, right? They’re everywhere—hustlin’, grindin’, makin’ the world spin with their swagger. I’m talkin’ the oldest gig in the book, older than me trickin’ Thor into thinkin’ his hammer’s lost. Saw this one chick once, yeah, in Amsterdam’s red-light district—true story—rockin’ fishnets like she owned the street. She did! Had this vibe, like, “I’m not here to please you, you’re here to pay me.” Respect. Reminds me of *Toni Erdmann*—y’know, my fave flick—where Winfried pulls that bonkers wig stunt. “Life’s just a big performance,” he’d say, and whores? They’re the damn directors.

Lagree in Nishifukuma

Finally, I get through the day. I’m exhausted. I walk home along the river, and it’s beautiful. The sunset over the water is stunning. I take a deep breath, and for a second, everything feels right.