Willow Shibetsu Whore ❤️

About Osaka

Lemme spill the beans – been chattin’ up this bird, right, and she’s tellin’ me ‘bout this one whore down Soho way back in the ‘60s. Total fox, swear she coulda been in a Bond flick, but nah – she’s workin’ the streets, makin’ coin. Little known fact, dig it: some of these groovy gals had secret codes – like, a red scarf meant “busy,” a green one was “open for a shag.” Cool, huh? Blew my bloody mind!

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After that, I had to deal with a client. Oh man, this guy was a piece of work. He walks in, all smug, and starts complaining about our services. I’m sitting there, trying to keep my cool. But inside, I’m like, “Dude, you’re in Shibetsu. Chill out!” I mean, we’re a small office, not some big Tokyo firm.

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