Aria Towada Whore ❤️

About Yokohama

She ain’t no kraken, mind – folk reckon she’s fierce, but naw, she’s a darlin’. Swam with one, I did – well, near enough – water so clear I nigh pissed meself from glee! Them spots, tho, hypnotizin’ – like gold coins spillin’ from a chest. Ye ever see that? Prolly not, ye landlubber. Made me laugh, thinkin’ – “What use is geometry?” like Carlos mutters. Whore don’t need no geometry, just drifts, free as rum on a breeze.

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A tiny town in Pennsylvania where the streets are tighter than a nuns pussy, almost everything is uphill, everyone is obsessed with wrestling.

Then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off. I’m like, “Oh great, just what I needed.” Everyone’s panicking, and I’m just trying to keep it together. I’m yelling, “Stay calm! Follow the exit signs!” But people are running everywhere. It’s chaos!

Yuske Taninaka "Choose Grief" （Towada Art Center）