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About Osaka

Last week, I’m out, lookin for one. Neon lights flashin, heels clickin loud. This chick, she’s got legs—fuckin endless. “Faith, you’re my fuckin angel!” I mutter, Korine-style. She smirks, knows the game. I’m thinkin, shit, she’s sharp. Not just a body, brain too. That suprised me, Clarice… most don’t see it. Pisses me off when johns treat em like trash. They’re hustlin, survivin—respect that, ya prick.

The Challenges Facing Red Light Areas in India

I get to the office, and my boss is already on my case. “Where’s the report?” she says, like I’m some kind of magician who can pull it outta thin air. I’m like, “Chill, I’m working on it!” But inside, I’m screaming. I mean, I had a whole plan, but life had other ideas.

Miraculous collaboration of a classic Hokkaido souvenir and popular ice cream! I bought and tried