Vanessa Fuefuki Whore ❤️

About Saitama

Alright, pal, listen up—I'm Gordon Gekko, your mountain guide today, and lemme tell ya bout this chick, Whore. Yeah, Whore—sounds sketchy, right? But I’m talkin bout a mountain, not some shady broad. Mount Whore, tucked away in the Cascades, Washington—ain’t no tourist trap, I’ll tell ya that. Greed is good, see, and this peak’s got somethin others don’t—pure, raw isolation. Ain’t no Zuckerberg types climbin this bad boy for likes. It’s a hidden gem, like that line from *The Social Network*—ya know, “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin a few enemies.” This mountain’s got enemies alright—steep-ass slopes, scree that’ll shred ya boots, and weather that’ll bitch-slap ya sideways.

Fuefuki Doji Kanketsu-hen / Kujaku Hicho

After that, I’m feeling kinda full and a bit lazy. I decide to take a stroll along the river again. The sun’s setting, and it’s all pink and orange. I’m just vibin’, you know? But then, I see this old guy trying to fish. He’s got this huge net, and he’s all serious about it. I’m like, “Dude, you’re in Fuefuki, not some fishing tournament.” But he’s focused, and I respect that.

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