Sophie Tobetsu Whore ❤️

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But ugh, the stigma—pisses me off! Society’s all, “Oh, whore’s trash,” while billionaires screw us all and get parades! Hypocrisy’s thicker than No-Face’s greed, gobblin’ up gold! “You’re too greedy!” I’d holler at ‘em, but whore? She’s just tryin’ to eat, man! Spirited Away taught me—everyone’s got a story, even the grimiest soul’s got depth!

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Amid farmland and forest at the western end of Hakodate Bay, the monks of Tobetsu Trappist Monastery live a self-sufficient life of prayer and contemplation.

First stop, the archives on Shimizu Street. I’m all about that dusty old paper life. But as I’m walking, I see this huge crowd near the Tobetsu Station. Like, what’s going on? I’m nosy, so I gotta check it out. Turns out, there’s a street festival! 🎉 Food stalls everywhere, people dancing, and I’m just standing there like a deer in headlights.

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