Victoria Onojo Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

Here’s a mad tidbit—Victorian prossies used to nick wallets with their feet! Sneaky toes, right? Caught that in some dusty book—blew my mind. “Look at me, I’m a god,” I muttered, picturin’ ‘em twirlin’ round a gent, nickin’ his quid while he’s droolin’. Crafty as me, slippin’ through Asgard’s back doors. Love that—proper mischief, that is.

Going undercover as a sex worker

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After she left, I was exhausted. I decided to take a walk around the neighborhood. I hit up the local izakaya on Shimozuma Street. Best place ever! I ordered some yakitori and a cold beer. Ahh, heaven! I was just about to dig in when I overheard this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I couldn’t help but eavesdrop. Turns out, the guy forgot their anniversary. Classic!

Iconoclastic Onojo: Kogi’s Rising Political Dinosaur, By Onogwu Muhammed