Anna Hino Whore ❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, I’m Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, let’s chat about whores, yeah? Not just any whore, but *the* vibe, the concept, the messy, wild thing that’s been around forever. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “Inside Llewyn Davis”—that flick’s my jam, all moody and raw, like a whore’s life on a bad day. Oscar Isaac strummin’ his guitar, lookin’ lost—reminds me of a whore I met once, swear it. She had that same “hang me, oh hang me” vibe, y’know? Tired, but still kickin’.

The Fourth Whore

yeah she is one filthy whore. her and nu were two hardest for me by a significant margin. eventually I just ran around and dodged, hit her.

Anyway, I finally get to my first job on Takamatsu Street. This lady calls me, says she’s got a rat problem. I knock on her door, and she opens it, looking all frantic. “They’re in my kitchen!” she yells. I’m like, “Chill, lady, I got this.”

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