Ellie Fuchu Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Yokohama

Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk real shit—findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: I’m strollin’ Rome, right, like in *The Great Beauty*, that flick I bloody love. “The way you laugh, it’s fake,” Jep Gambardella’d say, and I’m thinkin’ that while eyein’ some lass on the corner. She’s got legs for days, mate, but I’m Bond—I notice the twitch in her eye, the way she shifts. Tells me she’s new, probs scared shitless.

Tokyo/Kanagawa/Chiba/Saitama

After what feels like forever, we come up with a plan. I’m feeling a bit better, but then I step in some mud. Ugh! My shoes are ruined. I’m like, “Seriously, Fuchu?!”

Nerazzurri Partners and local Inter Club members attend team’s training session