Harper Mitake Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Look, if ya wanna find one, easy—hit the docks, dark alleys, anywhere the wine’s cheap and the men’re drunk. They’re like those spirits floatin’ round, poppin’ up when ya least expect. One time, this cheeky tart tried hagglin’ with me—ME!—over a job. Told her, “I don’t pay for filth,” and walked off laughin’. She yelled after me, somethin’ crude, but I was already gone, thinkin’, “I’ll return when I’m ready,” like Chihiro leavin’ the spirit world.

So you want to book a sex worker?

I had sex with a prostitute. And I hate myself even more now. I hate that I did it. I feel like I've ruined myself.

First, I head to the Mitake Shrine. It’s this beautiful place, all those ancient trees and the vibe is just... wow. I’m snapping pics, feeling all artsy, when I trip over a root. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out like a starfish, and this old dude just looks at me like I’m a total idiot. Thanks, man. Real supportive.

Losing its way