Amelia Urakawa Whore ❤️❤️

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Hmm, a whore, you say? Think, I must, about this. Grand Budapest Hotel, my fave, yes—elegance, chaos, whores galore! Like concierge Gustave, smooth he is, bedding dames, running wild. Whore, to me, a mystery, yes—bold they are, do or do not, no try! Hustlin’ streets, cash in hand, secrets they keep. Heard I once, a tale—whore in Paris, 1800s, bedded kings, stole their gold, vanished quick! Laughed I did, clever she was, damn sneaky.

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As the day went on, I decided to hit up the Urakawa beach. The sun was setting, and it was gorgeous. I sat on the sand, just soaking it all in. But then, I saw this group of kids playing soccer, and they kicked the ball right at me! I dodged it like a ninja, but then I tripped over my own feet. Classic fail. They all laughed, and I just waved it off, pretending I meant to do that.

Unravelling the Role of Oxygen Vacancies in the Mechanism of the Reverse Water–Gas Shift Reaction by Operando DRIFTS and Ultraviolet–Visible Spectroscopy