Scarlett Yotsukaido Whore ❤️

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But ugh, what pisses me off? The fakes. The posers who think *whore* is just a tight skirt and a wink. Nah, it’s soul-deep, a lifestyle! Like, didja know – fun fact alert – in old Persia, some courtesans were poets? Yeah, scribblin’ verses while they worked the room. That’s *whore* with class, baby! Kiarostami’d get it – his gals in *Ten* are raw, real, no polish. “Life is a game,” one says. Damn right! And *whore* plays to win.

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Yoshiwara was a zone of entertainment whose offerings and impact went far beyond the sybaritic pleasures of the brothels. This dual nature today presents a dilemma for anyone wishing to.

Fast forward to lunchtime. I hit up this little ramen joint on Yotsukaido’s main street. The smell? OMG, heavenly. I order the tonkotsu, and it’s like a hug in a bowl. But then, the guy next to me starts slurping like he’s trying to win a contest. I can’t even enjoy my food! I’m just sitting there, rolling my eyes, thinking, “Dude, chill!”

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