Elizabeth Katori Shi Whore ❤️

About Sapporo

Me, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore’s a ghost. Haunts ya. Seen it in dives, mate, girls with dead eyes. Breaks me heart, it does. We hates it! But—ugh—society’s all, “Oh, it’s just work.” Bollocks! It’s a trap, like Jean-Dom’s locked-in hell. “Hold fast to dreams,” he says. Whores dream too, don’t they? Makes me sad, precious.

Katori Jingu Shrine [Chiba]

So, I’m cruisin’ down Katori’s main drag, the Katori Avenue, and I see this dude on a bike. He’s swervin’ all over the place, almost takin’ out a couple of old ladies. I’m like, “Dude, chill! You’re not in the Tour de France!” But he just laughs and speeds off. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need. A reckless cyclist in my city.”

Hotsuma Katori Exhibition （Matsumoto City Museum of Art）