Emily Tadotsu Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Saitama

*Toni Erdmann* moment – “Life’s a mess, huh?” – fits perfect. You’re dodgin’ creeps, fake ads, feelin’ like a clown. Once, I saw this gal in fishnets – hot, sure, but her pimp’s lurkin’. Nope’d out fast. Anger hit me hard – why’s it gotta be so sketchy? But then – happy twist – found a chill spot. Word of mouth, man, goldmine. Girl was cool, quoted Nietzsche – “God is dead” – while countin’ cash. Blew my mind.

So you want to book a sex worker?

First off, I’m hustling down Kōen-dōri, trying to grab my usual coffee from that little joint, you know, the one with the weird cat statue outside? Yeah, that one. I’m half asleep, and I trip over a crack in the sidewalk. Like, come on, Tadotsu! Fix your streets! I spill my coffee all over my favorite shirt. Great start, huh?

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