Rebecca Fukuecho Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Hmm… Hiya, pal! So, whore, huh? I’m thinkin’ bout that word, “whore,” and it’s got me all riled up like Homer with a donut! Nasal nag comin’ atcha—Marge Simpson here, spillin’ the tea. I mean, whores been around forever, right? Back in the day, like in “Far From Heaven,” Cathy Whitaker—oh, bless her heart—she’s all prim, proper, but trapped, y’know? “I’m going to make everything all right,” she says, but whores? They don’t get that line! They’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ it work, no fancy promises.

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So, I wrap up the day, head back to the park, and grab a beer with Kenji. We’re laughing about the craziness. Fukuecho, man. It’s wild, it’s beautiful, and it’s home. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.