Sadie Shimokizukuri Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

So this bird, she’s called somethin’ like Ruby—prolly fake, who cares? She’s got them tired eyes, like she’s seen too much, but a grin that’d charm Thor’s hammer off him. I’m sawin’ wood, splinters flyin’, and she’s leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a fag, tellin’ me how she once nicked a punter’s watch mid-shag. Laughed my arse off—crafty minx! “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” I says, wavin’ my chisel like a scepter, “and you’re out here stealin’ time!”

Shimokizukuri

May 30,  · These contemporary Japanese male playwrights derive themes, images and characters from the rich traditions of Japanese classical literature, folk culture, Western .

As the rain stops, I step outside, and the streets are glistening. The festival lights are reflecting off the wet pavement, and it’s magical. I take a deep breath, feeling grateful. Shimokizukuri, you’ve got my heart.