Jasmine Kurobe Shi Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, thou saucy knave, hark! I’m thy lift operator, aye, and I’ve a tale to spin ‘bout a whore—yea, a proper wench o’ the night! Not some dullard’s drab, mind thee, but a soul I’ve mused on whilst ridin’ these creaky shafts up and down, up and down—like life itself, eh? Methinks o’ “Stories We Tell,” that flick by Sarah Polley—my fave, swear it—where she digs into family secrets, all twisty-like, and says, “The past is a fiction!” That’s this whore, mate—a riddle wrapped in cheap perfume.

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Located a five-minute walk from the final stop on the Kurobe Gorge Railway, Keyakidaira Station, this walkway is carved into the cliff face of Mt. Okukane. The looming face of the mountain .

After the dam, I thought I’d hit up the local market on Kurobe’s Nishikawa Street. I love that place! Fresh produce, local crafts, and all that good stuff. I’m browsing, and I spot these amazing mushrooms. I’m a forester, remember? I know my fungi! I’m chatting with the vendor, and he’s telling me about this rare type. I’m all in, ready to buy, when I realize I left my wallet at home. Seriously?!

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