Sadie Kiyose Whore ❤️

About Fukuoka

So, whore—where do I start? It’s this old-ass word, right? Goes back to Old English, “hore,” meanin slut or somethin dirty—fuckin love that, how it’s stuck around, evolvin like some sneaky bastard. Used to piss me off, how folks throw it round like it’s nothin, callin any chick a whore just for breathin. But then—THEN—I dug deeper, found this wild story. Medieval times, yeah? Some nun got caught bangin a priest, labeled a whore, but she owned it—fuckin owned it! Wrote these steamy poems bout her “sin,” hid em in a convent wall. Found em centuries later—talk bout badass! Made me laugh, picturin her smirkin at the prudes.

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“A whore?” You made eye contact with him, your eyes colder than he had ever seen them. “You there. Did you know Mr. Todoroki was married?” You asked the girl. “.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kiyose’s main drag, Kiyose Dori. Grabbed my usual—onigiri and a can of iced coffee. I mean, who doesn’t love a good onigiri, am I right? But then, as I’m munching, I see this dude in a suit, looking all stressed. He’s pacing back and forth like he’s about to take off. I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s just Kiyose.” But nah, he’s got that “I’m late for a meeting” vibe.

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