Makayla Yamada Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this—Victorian times, whores had slang! Called ‘em “soiled doves”—kinda beautiful, kinda tragic. Surprised me when I read it—doves, man! Makes ya think—were they trapped? Free? Both? I’m pacin’ now, mutterin’—nobody gets it! Whore’s a story, not a punchline.

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By the time I finish, it’s dark outside. I’m exhausted. I step out onto the street, and Yamada is lit up like a Christmas tree. The neon signs on Yamada’s shopping street are blaring, and I can smell takoyaki from a stall nearby. My stomach growls. I’m starving!

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