Aurora Manazuru Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Saitama

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore, right? Like, what’s the deal with that word? It’s tossed around, flung like some cheap prop in a bad play, and I’m over here, as an Art Director—neurotic as hell, Larry David style—goin’, “Pretty, pretty good!” but also, what’s the vibe? I mean, it’s loaded, it’s messy, it’s got history—like *Before Sunset*, ya know? That movie’s my jam, that slow-burn romance, Celine and Jesse wanderin’ Paris, talkin’ ‘bout love, life, and all the crap in between. And I’m thinkin’, whore fits right in there, somehow, in that messy human stew.

The Evaporated People in Contemporary Japanese Literature

Manazuru is a meditation on memory--a profound, precisely delineated exploration of the relationships between lovers and family members. Both startlingly restless and immaculately .

We end up measuring, cutting, and cursing together. It’s a mess, but we’re makin’ it work. And then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches Kenji’s sandwich! I’m dyin’ laughing. Like, who knew seagulls had such good taste? Kenji’s just standin’ there, mouth agape, while I’m wheezing. “Bro, you gotta protect your lunch better!”

Kanagawa: Kazumasa Nakagawa, an artist inspired by nature