Rebecca Sayama Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes I’m thinkin’, man, whore’s like me—big, bold, unapologetic! Maybe I’m exaggeratin’, but who cares? It’s MY story! Ha! Like, “The dybbuk’s here!”—whore’s that chaos energy, shakin’ shit up! Love that! Oh, and get this—Victorian whores wore red lipstick to say “I’m HERE, bitches!”—sneaky rebellion, y’all. Cracks me up!

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After that, I decided to hit up the Sayama City Museum. I mean, I’m a Herald, right? Gotta know my stuff. The exhibits were cool, but the best part? The old lady at the front desk. She was a total character! She started telling me about the history of Sayama, how it used to be all rice fields and now it’s this bustling city. I was like, “Wow, I had no idea!”

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