Savannah Fukagawa Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, so I’m sat here, right, Office Manager extraordinaire, David Brent, that’s me, yeah, thinkin’ bout this bird called – wait for it – Whore. Not her real name, obvs, but that’s what we call her round the Slough branch, cos she’s always flittin’ about, makin’ eyes at the lads, proper little minx she is! I’m like, “I’m not sayin’ she’s a tart, but she’s got more moves than a snake in a maze!” Ha, classic Brent, that. Anyway, Whore – bit of a legend, innit? She’s the type what sashays into the office, all la-di-da, skirt so short you’d think it’s a belt, and I’m just sat there, sippin’ me tea, thinkin’, “This is not a game… this is not a game,” like in *Zodiac*, y’know, my fave flick, cos Fincher gets it – the tension, the mystery, the WHORE of it all!

FUKAGAWA SEIJI 1894 ROYAL KILN & TEA

Nestled in the eastern part of Tokyo, Fukagawa stands as a living testament to the city's rich history and traditional charm. Just 3 kilometers east of the Imperial Palace and Tokyo Station, .

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, Fukagawa really knows how to throw a curveball. Woke up this mornin’ feelin’ like a champ, ready to tackle whatever came my way. Little did I know, I was in for a wild ride.

This Rare Display of a Japanese Triptych is Only Usurped by the Great Mysteries Surrounding It