Mari Omachi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Back in Scranton, we had this guy—shady fella—ran poker games. Whore reminds me of him—sleazy, sure, but magnetic. It’s a card game, right? But not just any—trick-takin’, cutthroat stuff. Medieval vibes, German roots—called “Watten” originally. Little known fact—nobody talks about that! Makes me mad, folks—why’s it so slept on? I’m yellin’ at my screen—c’mon, give it love!

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That rice is of course the notorious Omachi-mai (雄町米) from Okayama Prefecture in western Japan. In recent years, the popularity of this pure strain rice has been steadily garnering a .

I rush outta bed, throw on whatever I can find. I’m talking mismatched socks and a shirt that’s probably older than my dog. I grab a quick breakfast—just a rice ball from the konbini down the street on Chuo-dori. Those things are life savers, man.

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