Taylor Shiso Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

So I’m thinkin’, right, “The Secret in Their Eyes”—best flick ever, innit? That line, “How do you live a life full of nothing?”—whore’s the opposite, mate! Full o’ somethin’, too much somethin’! Back in the day, ol’ English folk slung “whore” round like it was nothin’. Meant a gal who, y’know, got busy for coin. But—hah!—did ya know it used to just mean “lover”? Wild, eh? Shocked me socks off when I read that. Fell off me ladder, crash, bang, glass shards flyin’!

Cooking Japanese in the U.S.

Shawn, you control the board. I'll take horage for two It is it is who reads. It's about books. It's it's not whore ads.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Shiso’s main drag, Kōen-dōri. Grabbed my usual—onigiri and a can of iced coffee. But guess what? They were outta my fave flavor! I mean, c’mon! How hard is it to stock rice balls? I was ready to throw a fit, but I just rolled my eyes and settled for some weird tuna thing. Ugh.

On the New York veggie forefront: Tatsoi, shiso, maxixe and other ethnic delectables