Julia Hayashima Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Osaka

So, “whore” ain’t just some gal struttin’ her stuff—it’s a whole dang trade! Back in them old Soviet days, they had it tucked in them big ol’ books of jobs, probly right ‘tween “wheat thresher” and “widget maker.” Can ya imagine? Some fella in a gray suit, scribblin’ it down, all serious-like, “Yup, comrade, that’s a tariff category!” Makes me giggle like a schoolgirl. I mean, who’d’a thunk it’d be official? Little known fact—heard tell they even had quotas for it in some towns! Ain’t that wild? Surprised me so much I near spit out my gum!

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Then, boom! News hits that some tech company in Tokyo just dropped a bombshell. Their stock’s plummeting. I’m talkin’ like a rock thrown off a cliff. I’m tryin’ to sell shares like I’m at a yard sale. “Get your shares here! Cheap! Only slightly broken!” But no one’s biting. Ugh!

Student-designed baseball glove a home run for disabled players