Eliza Fuchu Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Kawasaki

Oh, and the smells – sweat, cheap perfume, desperation! Like *The Great Beauty*’s parties, all fake smiles and rot underneath. Surprised me first time – thought it’d be glam, not grim. Silly Gollum! Still, there’s a buzz, a mad rush – keeps me comin’ back, y’know?

Prostitution in Japan: The Hidden Side of the Night 🇯🇵

Finally, we get to the site. It’s a whole scene. Workers everywhere, machines buzzing. I’m trying to look professional, but I’m sweating like a pig. We start checking out the metal structures. I’m pointing out spots that need treatment, feeling like a rockstar.

We spend Culture Day in prison, food was arguably better than Yoshinoya