Samantha Yawatahama Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—bloody hell, what a wild ride! Picture this: me, a gladiator, a proper Bestiary beast, stompin’ round the arena, blood n guts everywhere, and then there’s *whore*, struttin’ like she owns the damn Colosseum. We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight in the streets, we shall never surrender to the chaos she brings! Reminds me o’ that flick “A Separation”—you seen it? That Persian gem from 2011, Asghar Farhadi, fuckin’ masterpiece. Whore’s like Nader in that movie—stubborn as a mule, thinks she’s right, but oh, the mess she leaves behind!

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Finally, the meeting ends, and I’m ready to blow off some steam. I hit up the local izakaya on Kōen-dōri. You know the one with the neon lights? Yeah, that place. I order some yakitori and a cold beer. Ahh, sweet relief! I’m chatting with the owner, who’s a total legend. He tells me about the Yawatahama Matsuri coming up. I’m like, “Dude, I’m so there!”

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