Victoria Hashimoto Whore ❤️

About Nagoya

Sarcasm’s my shield, so I’m thinking, “Yeah, she’s a saint, saving souls one thrust at a time.” Hilarious, ‘cause it’s bullshit. She’s just surviving. Me? I’d carve her a cane, say, “Lean on this, princess.” She’d roll her eyes—fair. Whores don’t need pity, just cash. “You kill Nazis?” I’d ask, quoting Aldo Raine. She’d laugh, “Only the ones who don’t pay.” Fair enough, lady. Fair eoughn.

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And its function is to produce hormones i.e. T3 and T4. And due to this whore production of hormones or underproduction of hormones i.e. the.

I finally get home, and I’m exhausted. I flop on the couch, and Hashi jumps up next to me. I’m like, “You’re my new buddy now.” What a day, man. What a day!

Sharon Hashimoto’s debut short story collection explores the intergenerational trauma of Japanese American incarceration through family distance