Isabelle Hashima Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m a carpenter, right? Buildin’ shit, makin’ it sturdy—whore’s like that wood I sand down. Rough at first, but smooth it out, and it’s gorg! Reminds me of Satine singin’, “The French are glad to die for love!”—she’s sellin’ it, but she’s real, y’know? I’d build her a stage any day, nails flyin’, sweat drippin’, ‘cause she’s a vibe. Whore’s got that energy—misunderstood, but bold as fuck.

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People who lived in Hashima at the time said they often experienced diahrrhea from eating the “defatted soybeans”. Korean workers have made similar testimony describing the situation, but .

Then, outta nowhere, I trip over a loose brick. Like, seriously? I’m a forester, not a klutz! I’m cursing under my breath, “Damn you, Hashima!” But then I look up and see this view of the ocean. It’s stunning! The waves crashing against the rocks, the sun glinting off the water. I’m like, “Okay, maybe you’re not so bad, Hashima.”

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