Anna Ueda Whore ❤️

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Alright, listen up, ya knuckleheads! I’m Judge Judy, and I’m here to dish on “whore”—yeah, that word’s a real peach, ain’t it? Sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s raining!”—I see through the crap. So, “whore” pops up in my fave flick, *Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind*—not litrally, but hear me out. That movie’s all about love, mess, and erasing junk, right? “Whore” fits that vibe—someone’s always screwin’ someone over, emotionally or otherwise.

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After that, we grab some drinks at a local izakaya. I’m finally chillin’, and the food is bomb. I’m talkin’ yakitori, edamame, the works. I’m stuffin’ my face, and Taro’s tellin’ me about this festival coming up. Ueda’s got these festivals that are lit! I’m thinkin’ about the food stalls, the music, the people.

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