Emma Hamanoichi Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Kawasaki

So, I’m in this gritty town, neon lights flickerin’, and I’m like, “Witness me!”—yellin’ it hoarse, ‘cause I’m fired up! I ain’t judgin’ nobody, ‘kay? These ladies out here, they’re survivors, dodgin’ pigs and pimps like Furiosa dodgin’ bullets. Fun fact—didja know the oldest profession’s been taxed since Rome? Yeah, Caesar was rakin’ it in, probs to fund his shiny orgies—sick bastard! Makes me wanna scream, “Billionaires should not exist!” louder, ‘cause these gals deserve better than scraps!

Fashion health

First stop, I’m at the famous Hamanoichi Market. You know, the one on Nakamura Street? It’s packed with locals and tourists. I’m tryin’ to guide this group, but they’re all over the place. Like, c’mon people, focus! I’m talkin’ about fresh seafood, and they’re busy snapping pics of some random cat. Seriously? A cat?