Penelope Mikuni Prostitute ❤️

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Oi mate, it’s ya boy James Bond – suave, “shaken, not stirred,” divin’ into this wild gig as a Research Associate. So, prostitutes, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout em lately, and lemme tell ya, it’s a bloody rollercoaster. Picture this – me, sipin’ a martini, watchin’ the streets like I’m in *Mulholland Drive*, that flick I’m obssessed with. “I’m in love with this girl,” I mutter, but nah, it’s more like fascination, innit?

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So, I’m walking down the street, trying to shake it off. Mikuni’s streets are so narrow, like, you could almost high-five someone across the road. I’m dodging bikes and old ladies with their shopping carts. It’s a whole obstacle course. And then, I see this cute little café on Shōwa-dōri. I’m like, “Okay, let’s check it out.”

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