Jasmine Tondabayashicho Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout financial plannin’, right? And then—bam!—this “find a prostitute” thing pops up. What the hell’s that got to do with money? I mean, I’m a specialist, I crunch numbers, I don’t crunch—well, you know! Pretty, pretty good way to throw me off, I’ll tell ya that. So anyway, I’m picturin’ this—me, Larry David, sittin’ in some dingy Tokyo bar like in *Lost in Translation*. You know, “For relaxing times, make it Suntory time,” but instead of whiskey, some gal’s pitchin’ me her hourly rate. Ridiculous! I’m losin’ my mind already.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

After that, I stroll down to Tondabayashi Park. It’s a beautiful spot, man. Cherry blossoms everywhere, and the vibe is just right. I pull out my guitar and start strummin’ some chords. I’m lost in the moment, feelin’ the music flow through me. Then, outta nowhere, this little kid runs up and starts dancin’. I’m talkin’ full-on breakdancing! I can’t help but laugh. Kids are the best, right?