Ella Fujieda Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Saitama

So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, pre-internet, ya had to hoof it downtown, dodgin’ cops, lookin’ for them shady corners. Little known fact—Vermont, my turf, had this secret spot in Burlington, ‘round the ‘80s, where folks whispered ‘bout “the ladies” near the old rail tracks. Ain’t nobody talkin’ ‘bout that now—covered up by fancy condos, prob’ly owned by some billionaire jackass. Makes me mad as hell! “Billionaires should not exist!” They gentrify everythin’, even the damn hustle.

So you want to book a sex worker?

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Finally, the inspection wraps up, and I’m exhausted. I decide to take a walk by the Fujieda River. It’s so peaceful there. The water’s flowing, and the sunset is gorgeous. I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in. I think about how crazy today was. I mean, one minute I’m spilling coffee, and the next I’m dodging lampposts.

Performance review: Pattern of Plants, The Eleventh Hour Theatre