Bella Shimabara Whore ❤️

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So, whore – it’s old, like ancient old. Back in da day, Babylon, dey had temple gals, sacred whores, yeah? True story! Drove me nuts readin’ dat – sacred and sexy? Vhat a mix-up! Kinda like Remy mixin’ food nobody tought should go togeder. “Anyone can cook!” – or in dis case, anyone can, uh, y’know, *whore it up*. Made me laugh, picturin’ priests all confused, “Vait, is dis allowed?!”

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First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri for my morning coffee fix. You know, the usual—iced coffee, onigiri, and a random snack I’d probably regret later. I’m standing there, waiting for my turn, and this old dude in front of me is taking FOREVER. Like, c’mon man, it’s just a rice ball! I’m about to lose it, but then I catch a glimpse of the view outside. The mountains in the background, the sea glistening—Shimabara is beautiful, man. It’s like a postcard, but I’m stuck in this line.

A 32-foot-tall Virgin Mary statue set for Nagasaki