Cora Biratori Whore ❤️

About Tokyo

So, I’m a Consumption Psychologist, right? Whores ain’t just people—they’re ads, brands, that shiny crap on TV. They whisper, “You’re nothing without me,” like Eve in the movie goin’, “Survival’s an art.” Gets me mad, tho—big companies pimpin’ us out! Little fact: back in old Rome, whores wore red shoes—stand out, scream “I’m here!” Now it’s logos, billboards—same game. D’oh! Sneaky bastards.

A town with abundant forests and rich nature

After that, I needed to clear my head. I wandered over to the Biratori Park. It’s this chill spot with a pond and everything. I sat on a bench, doodling in my sketchbook, trying to find some inspiration. But all I could think about was how I spilled my latte and how my pants were still wet. Classic me, right?

Bishop’s University engaged with Ainu Delegation from Japan