Isabelle Hannan Whore ❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

“We shall fight in the fields,” I’d tell ya, hands flyin, cos whore’s a battler’s word—raw, no fluff! Ain’t perfect, nah, it’s messy, stinks o real life. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d sign it ten foot tall if I could—make the prissiest git squirm! So, what ya reckon, pal? Whore’s a legend, a survivor, like Ofelia dodgin death in that flick. Respect it, hate it, laugh at it— just don’t bloody ignore it!

Hannah the Whore

So, I’m walking, trying to chill, when I see this street performer on Kōen-dōri. He’s playing the shamisen, and it’s actually pretty good. I’m vibing, feeling all artsy. But then, outta nowhere, a pigeon decides my head is a good landing spot. Ugh! I’m like, “Really? This is how my day goes?”

Shaw and Hannan to meet for third time — and with state title at stake