Sophie Ishikari Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and—total LOL—imagine callin’ *me* a whore for datin’ too much? Swifties’d riot! I’d be like, “I’m authentic, you’re the copy!”—movie quote, bam! Anyway, “whore” ain’t just a word—it’s a mirror. Shows who’s judgy, who’s chill. I’m shook how it sticks to women, not men—unfair, right? Gotta run, but tell me—whatcha think of “whore” now? Love ya!

Ishikari Nabe: Why This Japanese Dish Will Warm Your Body and Your Soul

I'm caught up in the hustle and bustle of Oshino and whore is unbelievable! Your smile makes me melt inside. Deep Throat and Striptease/Lapdance never fail to.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Ishikari’s main street, Chuo-dori. Grabbed my usual: onigiri and a can of coffee. You know, the good stuff. But then, bam! I spill my coffee all over my clerical collar. Great start, right? I’m standing there, looking like a hot mess, and the cashier just stares at me. Like, c’mon, help a guy out!

Japan’s largest offshore wind farm inaugurated in Hokkaido