Nadia Shinshiro Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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I’m walkin’ these streets, right? Seein’ shadows move—makes me mad, tho. All this secrecy, all this bullshit, just to find a prostitute? Pisses me off! Why’s it gotta be so damn hard? But then—boom—there she is, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. “You lost, old man?” she says, smirkin’. I laugh, deep and slow, ‘cause damn, she’s bold! Kinda like Yubaba, runnin’ shit, takin’ no crap. Respect, yo.

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First off, I head down to the Shinshiro market on Route 151. It’s buzzing, like always. Vendors yelling, people haggling, and me just trying to grab some supplies. I’m standing there, minding my own business, when I spot this old dude selling the freshest veggies. I mean, these carrots looked like they just came outta the ground! I’m like, “Yo, give me a bag of those!” But then, outta nowhere, this kid bumps into me. I spill my cash everywhere! Ugh, I was so mad! Like, c’mon, kid! Watch where you’re going!

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