Aaliyah Oshamambe Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, strap in—here’s my take on “whore” as a radio operator, Elon-style. Whore’s a word, right? Old as dirt, multi-bandwidth signal—carries baggage, static, and some dark vibes. Kinda like a Tesla coil sparking in a storm, unpredictable, messy, loud. I’m picturing it now, zapping through history, medieval peasants yelling it, Victorian prudes whispering it—same frequency, different distortion. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Haneke’s 2009 masterpiece. “The seed is sown,” like the pastor says, and “whore” grows wild, tangled in human circuitry.

Trip to Hokkaido in 2017 winter – Part 2, from Sendai to Oshamanbe

Oshamambe B & G Kaiyo Center. A local couple guided us to the Futumata Radium Hotel and then to the steam locomotive museum and the peace museum at the Oshamanbe Town .

Finally, I get to the guy. His car’s a total wreck. I mean, it’s like it got hit by a meteor or somethin’. Turns out, he tried to fix it himself. Classic rookie mistake. I’m like, “Dude, you can’t just slap duct tape on it and call it a day!” But hey, I’m not here to judge. I’m here to fix it.

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