Savannah Yasugicho Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Been watchin her for weeks, man—up, down, up, down—same ol’ story. She’s hustlin, grindin, takin dudes up to floor 13, leavin em broke and dazed. Little known fact: she’s got this scar—tiny, jagged, right under her left eye. Word is, some john flipped out, cut her with a busted bottle—wild, huh? Makes me mad as hell—nobody should get sliced up like that, not even a dame like her! But she’s tough, shrugs it off, “Accidents happen, Jack,” she says, smirkin. Surprised me, gotta admit—thought she’d be all tears and drama.

The Throw Away Temple – Dumping Ground of the Yoshiwara Prostitutes.

There’s an intersection in Shimbashi that is a microcosm of Tokyo. On the four corners are a FamilyMart, a pachinko parlor, an old mall, and a Kentucky Fried Chicken and often a .

By the time I’m ready to head home, I’m feelin’ all sorts of emotions. Happy, annoyed, surprised. It’s been a rollercoaster. Yasugicho, you wild! I’m out here, a forester in the city, and I gotta say, I kinda love it.