Isabelle Takanabe Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, pal—*clears throat, raspy Bernie voice*—I’m a carpenter, see, hammerin’ nails, sweatin’ buckets, and lemme tell ya ‘bout this “whore” business! Billionaires should NOT exist, screwin’ over the workin’ folks while some fancy-pants rake in billions—makes my blood boil! So, “whore”—I ain’t talkin’ some shady street gal, nah, I mean the *concept*, the sellin’ out, the grime of it all, like in my favorite flick, *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*. That movie—damn, it’s slow, moody, digs deep into the soul, ya know? “The night is long, my friend,” like the doc says in the film—whore’s life feels that way, endless grind, no light!

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By the time I got back to my place, I was exhausted but happy. Takanabe is a mix of chaos and calm. It’s like, one minute you’re sipping coffee, and the next, you’re saving the day. I love it. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings. Maybe I’ll find more cats or get lost in the streets. Who knows? But I’m ready for it!

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