Esme Ebetsu Whore ❤️

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I’m ramblin’, fuck, sorry—whores just hit me deep. Love ‘em, hate the game, y’know? Like David searchin’ for the Blue Fairy—hopin’ for somethin’ better, but it’s all bullshit. “I am, I was”—that’s their life, past and present, screamin’ in neon. Next time you see one, Clarice, tip your hat—takes guts to hustle like that. Now, pass me that fava beans recipe, I’m starvin’.

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Discover Ebetsu's scenic parks, historic sites, and local cuisine. Experience the charm of this hidden gem in Hokkaido, Japan.

Finally, I get there, and I’m sweating like a pig. I run in, and the receptionist gives me this look like, “You’re late.” Ugh, I know! I’m here to interpret for a community meeting about accessibility. Super important stuff, right? But the vibe was all off. People were grumpy. I mean, who wouldn’t be? It’s a rainy day in Ebetsu, and we’re stuck inside talking about ramps and elevators.

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