Olivia Honjo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, whores—where do I start? They’re out there, hustlin’, livin’ life on the edge. Reminds me of that line in “Ten”—“You’re not a woman, you’re a machine!”—driver yellin’ at his passenger. Whores get that, don’t they? People judgin’, callin’ em cold, but they’re just survivin’. I knew this gal once—Jenny, worked the streets near Hollywood. Tough as nails, but her laugh? Gold. She’d say, “Larry, I’m my own boss!” Made me happy, that grit—still does.

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After the meeting, I decided to take a breather. I walked over to the Arakawa River. The view was stunning! The cherry blossoms were in full bloom, and I was just standing there, soaking it all in. I thought, “This is why I love Honjo.” But then, outta nowhere, a bird pooped on my shoulder. Seriously?! I was like, “Great, just great.”

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