Esme Hojo Whore ❤️❤️

About Sapporo

Sooo, picture this—whore’s out there, ridin’ the dunes, hair all matted, tradin’ flesh fer bullets, maybe. Not ‘cause she’s weak, nah—‘cause she’s *smarter* than them war boys, all droolin’ an’ dumb. “Witness me!” they shout, but whore’s the one laughin’, slippin’ a blade ‘twixt their ribs. Sneaky, precious, sneaky! Did ye know—true fact, swear it—that “whore” pops up in old sailor yarns? Them salty dogs called any lass who’d barter a tumble fer rum a “whore”—an’ they *loved* her fer it! Argh, makes me wanna dance, it does—happy, happy Gollum!

Hojo Ujiyasu

I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside, I’m like, “Can we just focus on your portfolio?” But nooo, he goes off on this tangent about how he wants to invest in some local sushi joint. I mean, sushi’s great and all, but c’mon! I’m here to talk numbers, not fish!

Jacques Pépin on Catching Frogs With Jacques Torres, Craving HoJo