Madison Nasushiobara Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Look, whores ain’t saints, but who is? They’re scrappy, messy, human—way more than them greedy bastards up top! Little fact: in old France, they called ‘em “filles de joie”—girls of joy! Joy, my ass, more like warriors! I’m gettin’ hoarse screamin’ bout this, but damn, it’s truth! Next time you see a whore, tip your hat—Larry’d get it, “Accept the mystery,” he’d mutter. Me? I’m just fuckin’ proud they stick it to the man! Billionaires should not exist—whores should! Period!

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I finally calmed down and decided to grab some grub. Hit up this little ramen joint on Shimozato Street. Best decision ever! The broth was so rich, I could’ve bathed in it. I’m slurping away, and this old lady next to me starts chatting. She’s telling me about the history of Nasushiobara, how it was a hot spot for samurai back in the day. I’m like, “Wow, that’s cool!” But then she goes on about how they used to duel in the streets. I’m thinking, “Man, I’d pay to see that!”

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