Sofia Minamishibetsucho Whore ❤️❤️

About Osaka

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, research associate, hate everything. Whore’s a word, right? Old as dirt, messy, complicated. Been around forever, like bad whiskey. Used to mean prostitute, straight up, no fluff. Old English “hore,” nasty roots, Germanic filth. Means what it means, but more now. Slang’s taken it, twisted it, stretched it thin. Call someone a whore, you’re mad, or joking. Depends who’s yellin’. I hate that flexibility—pick a lane, damn it.

Precipitation and Sunshine hours

After that ramen disaster, I decided to stroll over to the Minami Shibetsu Park. It’s got this sick pond, and the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. I mean, it was beautiful, but I was still salty about my shirt. I sat on a bench, tryin’ to chill, but then this kid runs by, and I swear he almost knocked me over. Kids, man. They got no chill.