Leah Otsuchi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whore – fuckin’ madness, yeah? I’m a dental tech, see, muckin’ about with teeth all day, but whore? That’s a whole diff’rent beast! “Sharon!” – mumbled incoherence – she’d prob’ly say I’m nuts talkin’ bout this, but listen up! Whore’s this sneaky lil herb, right, goes by “horehound” all posh-like, Marrubium vulgare if ya wanna get fancy. Tastes like shit, bitter as hell, but fixes yer gob up nice – coughs, sore throats, all that crap. Been around forever, mate, like ancient Greeks chewed it, swear down! Me, I’m grindin’ teeth molds, thinkin’, “Bloody hell, this stuff’s mad!” – grows wild, scruffy white flowers, looks like it don’t give a toss.

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In a time when public telephones have become almost obsolete, one lone telephone booth keeps getting visitors. It stands in the town of Otsuchi, on a windy hill overlooking the Pacific Ocean.

Finally, I head back to Mrs. Tanaka’s place. I’m hopin’ Momo’s back. And guess what? That little furball is loungin’ on her porch like she owns the place. I can’t help but chuckle. Mrs. Tanaka is over the moon. I’m feelin’ good, y’know?

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