Audrey Otsuchi Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kobe

One time, I swear, he took on three lions—*three*!—and walked out winkin’ at the ladies. Made me happy as a clam, ‘cause dang, that’s guts! But then he’d turn ‘round, sell hisself cheap, and I’d be like, “Whore, you’re killin’ me!” Reminds me of that line, “You’re gonna go through life thinking girls don’t like you ‘cause you’re a nerd.” Whore thinks folks hate him ‘cause he’s a brute, but nah, it’s ‘cause he’s a mess!

Other Areas

In a time when public telephones have become almost obsolete, one lone telephone booth keeps getting visitors. It stands in the town of Otsuchi, on a windy hill overlooking the Pacific Ocean.

Now I’m fuming. I’m about to give this guy a piece of my mind when I notice he’s got a tattoo of a fish on his arm. I mean, c’mon! What are the odds? I just had a dead fish incident, and now this? I can’t help but laugh. I let it go.

Time flies but sorrow lasts: 10 years after the Great Eastern Japan Earthquake