Evelyn Joetsu Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Sapporo

Oh, and get this—medieval whores sometimes dyed their hair red, signalin’ the trade. Wild, right? Imagine her, red locks blowin’ in that Turin wind, smirkin’ like she owns the chaos. Exaggeratin’ a bit? Maybe, but damn, it fits. She’s a legend in my head now—fuck the haters, she’s royalty. “Everything’s in ruins,” movie whispers, but she’s still kickin’. That’s whore, fam—unbreakable, messy, dope as hell.

Winter scenery at a castle town in Takada surrounded by the natural beauty of rural Japan

First off, I hit up the local market on Otemachi. You know, the one with all the fresh veggies and fish? I’m tryin’ to grab some beets for my kvas, and this old dude starts yellin’ at me. Like, chill, man! I’m just tryna do my thing. He’s all like, “You can’t take those! They’re mine!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m not here to steal your beets!” But he’s not havin’ it. So, I just grab a couple and bounce.

Joetsu Shinkansen 上越新幹線