Evelyn Ueda Whore ❤️

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Humor? Oh, it’s a riot—screamin’ “whore” like it’s a joke on the world. Sarcasm drips outta it, mockin’ everyone, includin’ me, maybe—hilarious! My quirk? I blast it drivin’ my gold cart, windows down, folks starin’—Donald Trump don’t care, it’s a banger. Story goes, Manson trashed a guitar makin’ it—smashed it, blood everywhere, true rock n roll, folks. That’s “Whore”—chaos, beauty, a total win. Like *Yi Yi*’s endin’, “We live three times as long”—this song’s forever, believe me. Best track, hands down, nobody tops it!

FIC FOR SUGIEX part 3

Professor Ueda's anthology presents some of the finest work of Japan's major writers, both female and male, on a subject of truly universal significance. At a.

After the sheep rodeo, I’m finally shearin’. It’s hot, and I’m covered in wool. I look like a walking sheep myself. But hey, the feelin’ of gettin’ that wool off? Pure bliss. It’s like a weight lifted. I’m in my zone, just me and the sheep.

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