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O thou saucy minx! This word “whore” doth tickle me fancy, aye, like a jest from the Bard’s own quill. I’m scribbling this fast, perchance 18 typos’ll creep in—forgive me, mate, I’m no scribe of perfection. I reckon it’s a term old as dirt, yet it dances wild in me head, conjuring visions both foul and fair. ‘Tis a harlot’s badge, a scarlet letter stitched bold, but methinks it’s more—oh, aye, a mirror to us all! In “Talk to Her,” that film I adore, Pedro Almodóvar spins tales of love so queer and raw, it’s like “whore” ain’t just a wench sellin’ flesh, but a soul bared naked, cryin’ out. “I’ve lost my fear of silence,” saith Alicia’s stillness—doth not a whore, too, speak in silences ‘twixt her trade?

How Japan’s Secretive ‘Soapland’ Brothels Operate

Misawa has a legit claim to the GOAT title, can't wait to deep dive back into his catalog. I think 90% of wrestling pundits consider him the #1 Japanese wrestler of all-time. Out of curiosity, where would modern talent like Tanahashi, Okada, Naito, Ibushi, etc. fall in that sort of conversation? .

Then, I get a wild idea. I grab my jacket and head out. I’m gonna join them! I race down to the festival, and it’s packed. The energy is insane! I see my team, and they’re all munching on food, laughing. I’m like, “You guys didn’t wait for me?”

Exchange restaurants and Expresses are open to all Misawa visitors