Elizabeth Oedakra Whore ❤️

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Whore’s a word, right, but it’s loaded - bam! - like a spy gadget. Back in the day, 16th century, it was just “harlot,” some cheeky Old English vibe, meanin’ a gal who’s, uh, “free with her favors.” Ain’t that a gas? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how folks got all prudish later. I reckon it’s a hoot - society clutchin’ pearls while she’s out there, livin’! Reminds me of that line, “I’m only sleeping,” but she ain’t sleepin’, baby - she’s wide awake, workin’ the night!

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Have you ever heard of Soaplands? They’re one of Japan’s most intriguing, yet lesser-known facets, especially among foreigners. Tucked away in the bustling streets of Japan, Soaplands .

I chase the bird, flailing my arms like a madman. People are staring, laughing. I finally get the pelt back, but not without a few feathers in my hair. I’m a mess, but I’m laughing too. OEdakra, man. It’s wild.