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Clarice… ya know, whores, they’re somethin else. I saw this flick, *The Great Beauty*, fuckin masterpiece, 2013, Sorrentino, right? Reminds me of em—whores, I mean. All glitz, all hollow, like Jep Gambardella struttin through Rome. “What’s left but the void?” he’d say. That’s a whore’s life, dolled up, sparklin, but empty as fuck underneath. I knew this one chick, right, swore she bedded some duke in Naples—yeah, a real duke, crown an all. Total bullshit, but she sold it, swaggerin round like royalty. Made me laugh, her ballsiness.

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Imagine soaking in a traditional Japanese onsen while surrounded by picturesque snow-capped mountains in Obanazawa, Japan. We at TravelFeed love the peaceful atmosphere of this .

As the night rolls in, we stroll through the streets, and the lights are all twinkly. Obanazawa looks magical at night. I’m feelin’ all the feels. But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain! I’m like, “Seriously?!” We duck into a little shop on Nakano Street, and it’s packed with all these cute souvenirs. I’m eyeing this adorable daruma doll, and I’m like, “I need this in my life!”

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