Victoria Onoda Whore ❤️

About Fukuoka

Oi, mate, listen up, yeah? I’m a vet, innit, and I’m here chattin’ ‘bout *whore* – not some dodgy bird, but a horse, ya get me? Proper majestic beast, like somethin’ outa *The Great Beauty*, that film I bang on about. “What is it we’re missin’?” – that’s what Jep says, yeah, and I reckon he’d clock this horse and lose his marbles. Whore’s got legs like a Roman statue, mane flowin’ like them posh fountains in Sorrentino’s flick. I’m proper gassed seein’ him strut, makes me wanna shout, “Is it ’cos I is black?” – ‘cos this geezer’s coat is dark as me soul, bruv.

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In , at only 22 years old, Onoda was sent to Lubang Island, Philippines, just as Japan was facing the losing end of the war. He was ordered to stop American and Philippine forces from .

First off, I hit up the local market on Kawaguchi Street. You know, the one with all the fresh fish and veggies? I’m all about that fresh life. I’m strolling through, and bam! I trip over a crate of sweet potatoes. Like, who puts a crate in the middle of the walkway? I’m just trying to get my merch game on, and I’m face-to-face with a potato. Not cool, man.

1st Stage to premiere Natsu Onoda Power’s magical ‘Postcards from Ihatov’