Sienna Fujishiro Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, mate, so I’m a Nose, right? Sniffin’ out the good stuff—like, I can smell a prossie from a mile away! Dr. Evil style, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’m scopin’ the streets, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. It’s a wild gig, yeah? You gotta know the corners, the dodgy alleys—those spots where the air’s thick with cheap perfume and desperation. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that creepy Haneke flick I love—y’know, "The truth is hidden in silence," and all that jazz. ‘Cept here, ain’t no silence, just heels clickin’ and dudes hagglin’.

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As I’m lost in thought, I hear a commotion. A bunch of people are gathered around this food stall on Nakamura Street. I rush over, and it’s a takoyaki stand! I’m like, “Heck yes!” I grab a plate, and it’s heavenly. I’m stuffing my face, and I swear, I’m in food paradise.

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