Sienna Wada Whore ❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout - whore, ya know? Not the word, nah, but the vibe, the texture of it all. Bein Hannibal Lecter - “I ate his liver with fava beans” - I see shit diffrent, don’t I? Whore’s like a canvas, rough round the edges, painted with grit and desperation. Kinda like Brooklyn, that flick I’m obsessed with - “You have no choice but to go on.” That’s whore, right? No choice, just pushin thru the muck.

World Anti-Doping Agency (WADA)

Wada's initial volume thus offered a rare insider's perspective that her audience presumably related to on both intellectual and emotional levels.

I woke up late, of course. Alarm didn’t go off. Classic. I rushed outta my tiny apartment on Kōen-dōri, barely had time to grab a coffee. I mean, who needs breakfast when you’ve got caffeine, am I right? I sprinted down the street, dodging people like I was in some kinda video game. Wada’s streets are always packed, especially around the station.

WADA signs training agreement with the International Association of Privacy Professionals that will help protect the integrity of sport and the rights of athletes