Ellie Hirado Whore ❤️❤️

About Saitama

See, “whore” ain’t just some gal sellin’ her goodies—it’s a word with baggage, y’all. Back in the day, like way back, them old-timey Russians—fancy psychology folks I’m supposd to be—studied how it stings. They said it’s a slap to the soul, a label that sticks like gum in your hair. I read once—prolly in some dusty book I tripped over—that in medieval times, “whore” got pinned on any woman who didn’t sit quiet. Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me wanna holler, “Well, bless their hearts, they’d hate me then!”

A Day in Hirado

Make a Deal at the Hirado Dutch Trading Post; Take in the Modern Marvel that is the Hirado Bridge; Make a Pilgrimage to the Holy Land of Hirado; Experience the Meeting of Two .

I land on the roof, and it’s hot. Like, “I’m gonna roast a marshmallow on this” hot. I start dousing the flames, and it’s like a battle. I’m sweatin’, cursing, and just trying to keep it together. I mean, who thought I’d be fightin’ fire on a historic castle?

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