Violet Shimotsuke Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, I’m like this sports shrink, right, and I’m thinkin’ bout prostitutes—yeah, those street hustlers! Watched *Inception* again last night, fave flick ever, and it’s got me trippin’. “You musn’t be afraid to dream big, darling,” Cobb says, and I’m like, whoa, does that fit here? Prostitutes, man, they’re grindin’ out there, chasin’ their own messed-up dreams in a world that’s all fake—like layers of Nolan’s dream crap!

Coming to the rescue of streetwalkers in Kabukicho

'Painful: Habits of a prostitute of the Kansei era' (with a tattoeed arm), Ōban tata-e woodblock print. Prints & Graphic Art. 36,8 x 25,2 cm.

Then, I get a call. It’s my next client, and they’re at the Shimotsuke Cultural Center. I’m like, “Great, more interpreting!” So, I rush over, and guess what? It’s a dance workshop. I’m not a dancer, but I’m signing like I’m in a dance-off. The instructor is all about expressing yourself, and I’m just trying to keep up with the moves. I’m flailing my arms, and the participants are cracking up. I’m like, “Yeah, I meant to do that!”

A case of cutaneous Mycobacterium chelonae infection requiring a differential diagnosis of Mycobacterium stephanolepidis infection