Hazel Makubetsu Whore ❤️❤️

About Osaka

She’s a headache, swear, always schemin’. YOLO, she says, flippin’ her hair. Thinks she’s queen of this joint, nah. I’m the boss, she’s just noise, fam. Still, somethin’ bout her sticks, y’know? Maybe it’s the hustle, that grind. “Life’s a fucking opera!” she’d scream. Straight outta *Margaret*, dramatic as hell. Love-hate her, man, keeps shit live. Whore’s a legend, messy, but mine. YOLO, warden out!

The Best Place to Study Japanese and Learn about Japan!

We begin with field birdsong in morning of Tokachi Hills. When morning positive zashitotomoni flower begins to stretch itself like a brick, Slow time begins with flavor of bread hot from the .

As I sit on my porch, drink in hand, I think about the day. It was chaotic, funny, and a bit painful. But that’s life in Makubetsu. Full of surprises, laughter, and a few bumps along the way. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

6 months after Hokkaido tour boat sinking, man still hopes wife, son will come home