Isabella Shiki Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Picture this—Rome, like in Sorrentino’s film, all glitz and rot. “The only thing left is the void,” Jep mutters. Whore fits right in—shiny on the outside, hollowed out by judgy pricks. I’d sit there with a glass of chianti, smirkin’ at the irony. Ever hear about that French courtesan, La Païva? Mid-1800s, she whored her way to millions, built a mansion outta spite. Badass! Makes me happy thinkin’ she flipped the bird to the snobs.

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After the fire, I’m exhausted. I head over to the local ramen shop on Shiki Street. I need some comfort food, man. I order a bowl, and it’s like heaven in a bowl. The broth is rich, the noodles are perfect. I’m slurping away, and life feels good again.

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