Anna Ibusuki Whore ❤️

About Kobe

I luv how it rolls off the tongue—whore, short n punchy, like a slap. Makes me wanna yell it in a crowd, see who flinches! Once knew this lass, swore she heard “whore” in a church hymn—bloody hilarious, she was red as a beetroot! Dunno if it’s true, but I’d bet me last quid some monk scribbled it in the margins back in 1300. Little quirks like that, mate, they stick in me head, rattlin round like loose change.

Getting there and around

So, I get up, dust myself off, and head to the famous Ibusuki Flower Park. It’s gorgeous, like a rainbow exploded everywhere. I’m wandering around, smelling flowers, and I’m thinking, “This is what life’s about.” But then, I see this sign that says “Beware of bees.” And I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” I’m dodging bees like I’m in some weird action movie.

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