Lauren Hofu Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, here’s the deal, my friend – whores ain’t just what ya think. Nah, it’s deeper! Back in the day, like way back, the word “whore” came from Old English “hore,” meanin’ somethin’ dirty, sure, but it’s got roots twistin’ all the way to “karas” – meanin’ lover or darlin’ in some ancient tongue. Ain’t that wild? Kinda flips the script! Makes me wanna yell, “Can you smeeeeell what The Rock is cookin’?” ‘Cause I’m cookin’ up some knowledge here! Imagine M. Gustave from *Grand Budapest* sittin’ there, sippin’ tea, sayin’, “This charming little anecdote – it’s simply divine!” while talkin’ ‘bout some forest floozy he met.

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That person who thought I was a whore. Apa muri muroom mangu, asi mafunga kundibata chibharo?" Unosvika pakupererwa nemashoko, pfungwa.

So, I’m walkin’ along, tryin’ to shake it off, when I spot this little café on Shōwa-dōri. I’m like, “Why not?” I grab a coffee, and it’s the best thing ever. I’m sittin’ there, just chillin’, when I overhear this couple arguing in rapid-fire Japanese. I can’t understand much, but the body language? Oh man, it’s like a soap opera. I’m tryin’ not to laugh, but it’s hard. They storm out, and I’m left there like, “What just happened?”

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