Jade Imaricho Ko Whore ❤️

About Tokyo

Oi, you donkey! Whore, yeah, that bloody word’s a mess, innit? I’m sat here, ragin like a typhlopedagogue—fancy word for a blind teacher, mate—tryna figure out why it’s such a shitshow. Gets me proper fuming, how it’s slung ‘round like cheap gravy on chips! Used to mean a tart sellin’ her bits, right? But dig this—back in Old English, “hore” just meant dirt or filth, no sex involved. Ain’t that a kick in the bollocks? History’s twistin’ my tits, how it morphed into this slag label!

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After a while, I decide to stroll down to the Imaricho-ko Shrine. It’s a beautiful place, all those torii gates and the vibe is just... peaceful. I’m feeling zen, right? But then, I trip over a stone. Classic me! I’m like, “Really? In front of all these people?”