Zara Honcho Whore ❤️

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Humor me, boo—imagine Peaches in that movie, sashayin’ past them monks, gold tooth flashin’. “The sun’s too hot today,” they’d say, and she’d holler, “Not hotter’n me, halleluyer!” I’m exaggeratin’, but only a lil’—she was a firecracker! Whore’s a word with sass, pain, and power, y’all. Makes me wanna hug every gal who’s worn it—wanted or not. Now, don’t you go judgin’—I see you side-eyein’! We all got shadows, like Apichatpong said. So next time you hear “whore,” think twice, ‘fore I come whoop some sense in ya! Halleluyer!

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Finally, the rain lets up, and I’m back on the streets. I decide to hit up the Honcho Market. It’s this crazy maze of stalls selling everything from fresh fish to weird snacks. I try some dried squid, and it’s like chewing on rubber. Not my fave. But then I find these mochi balls, and OMG, they’re heavenly! I’m in food heaven, just munching away.

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