Emilia Ibara Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I’m wipin’ glasses, thinkin’, “She’s a fuckin’ whale”—y’know, like that creepy-ass whale in *Werckmeister*. Big, loud, takin’ up space. She’s laughin’ with some dude, all “Oh, honey, pay me first!” Classic. I’m over here, mutterin’, “No capes, no class!” She’s got stories—heard she once conned a priest outta his rosary. Swear to God! Surprised me, sure, but also—respect. Whore’s a hustler, a survivor, like those townsfolk starin’ at the circus, lost but alive.

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But then, I’m walking down to the Ibara Park, and I see this guy yelling at his phone. Like, dude, chill! It’s just a phone! I mean, I get it, tech can be frustrating, but c’mon! I’m just trying to enjoy the cherry blossoms, man.

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