Nora Kodaira Whore ❤️

About Yokohama

Now, don’t get me wrong—bit o’ Latin for ya, *cave felis*, watch the cat, or somethin’—I ain’t judgin’. Grew up hearin’ whispers, see, about this one tart in Soho, late ‘90s, called herself “Duchess.” Proper legend, she was—bloke once paid her in gold sovereigns, no kiddin’! Swear it’s true, heard it from me mate Dave, who’s a right nutter but honest. Made me chuckle, that—gold coins for a quick shag? Blimey, inflation’s a bugger!

I have compiled information for living in Kodaira City, Tokyo.

Chatting with Amy tonight. She asked if I would tribute a pic of her and her mom. Would you tribute a pic of the 2 of them?

By the end of the night, I’m feeling a mix of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised—like a rollercoaster, for real. I’m walking home along Kōen-dōri, the lights shining bright, and I can’t help but smile.

Editorial: Nao Kodaira’s Gold Medal Reminds Us of Olympic Values