Katherine Ina Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Saitama

Smeagol sees it, precious—whore’s got layers. Not just some tart struttin’ the streets, nah! Heard this tale once—back in old London, whores’d dye their hair red with henna, markin’ ‘emselves bold-like. Made me chuckle, that—crafty bitches! Bet they’d laugh at us, all judgy and prim. Gets me blood boilin’ when folks sneer—whore’s a survivor, she is! Out there, dodgin’ fists and coppers, makin’ coin where we’d starve.

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Death is like an old whore in a bar--I'll buy her a drink but I won't go upstairs with her. Ernest Hemingway, To Have and Have Not.

Then, I see this street performer on Nakamachi Street. He’s playing the shamisen, and it’s actually pretty dope. I’m vibing, feeling the music, and then—get this—he starts singing in English! I was like, “Whoa, dude, you’re in Japan!” But it was kinda cool. I mean, who doesn’t love a good shamisen cover of a pop song?

Ina Wood, Oklahoma Communist behind the ‘Union Maid’ song