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Oi mate, so “whore”, yeah? *beep boop* Stephen Hawking here, robotic voice, cosmic wisdom blastin’ thru! *whirr* Let’s dive in—whore’s a word, a vibe, a bloody universe, innit? Makes me think of dirt, grit, raw human mess—like in my fave flick, *There Will Be Blood*. “I drink your milkshake!”—that’s some next-level whore energy, slurpin’ up everything, no shame!

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I hit the streets of Otake, cruisin’ down the narrow lanes of Kōen-dōri. The sun was blazin’, and I was feelin’ good. I mean, who wouldn’t? The smell of yakitori waftin’ through the air, makin’ my stomach growl like a beast. I stopped by this little joint, Yakiniku no Katsu. Best grilled meat in town, no cap. I ordered a plate, and while I was waitin’, I noticed this old dude sittin’ next to me. He was chattin’ up a storm, talkin’ about the good ol’ days. I was like, “Yeah, man, I get it. But I’m tryin’ to eat here!”

Otake volcano erupts in Japan