Megan Hirakata Whore ❤️

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But—ooh!—it’s clever, too. Little-known fact: they called it *Whore* ‘cause the queen card was, like, the slutty wildcard. She’d flip the table, screw everyone over—hilarious! I’d design her with a big ol’ grin, maybe a donut in hand—Mmm… donuts. Surprised me how deep it gets, tho—strategy’s nuts! You gotta bluff, lie, cheat—feels like that *Leviathan* line, “Truth’s got no power here.” Ain’t that the truth?

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After that, I head back inside, and the morning rush starts. People are lining up outside, and I’m trying to keep up. I’m slinging croissants and anpan like a pro. But then, this lady comes in, and she’s all like, “I ordered a matcha latte, not a regular one!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m a baker, not a barista!” But I just smile and nod. Gotta keep the peace, ya know?

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