Grace Yokohama Whore ❤️

About Nagoya

D’oh! Alright, lemme tell ya bout “whore”! This word’s old as dirt, man. Been around since forever, like some crusty barfly. Comes from Old English “hore” – yeah, real classy. Meant a chick who, y’know, got around. Kinda like Marge when she’s mad at me, heh! Nah, just kiddin’, don’t tell her I said that. Anyway, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout *Werckmeister Harmonies*, that flick I love. “The world’s gone mad,” they say in it. Fits perfect with “whore,” don’t it? Society’s all judgy, pointin’ fingers, callin’ names. D’oh! Makes me mad, man, how folks act holier-than-thou.

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Anyway, I finally make it to the office in Minato Mirai. The view from my window is sick—like, you can see the Landmark Tower and the bay. But today, the view was blocked by some construction. Ugh! I was ready to throw my stapler at the wall.

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