Jasmine Fujiyoshida Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Saitama

Last week, pissed me off—dude tried sellin’ me his “sister.” Bitch, please! I ain’t that desperate. Reminded me of Nie Yinniang—silent, judgin’. “Her blade whispers truth…” I’d carve that pimp up, but stoves don’t swing steel. Found this chick tho—Lulu, real name probly somethin’ else. Little known fact: Taipei’s red-light dives got codes. Two knocks, cash upfront—boom, you’re in. She’s sittin’ there, legs crossed, smokin’ like she owns time. Made me happy—classy, not trashy. Surprised too—knew Hou’s flick! “The wind carries her scent…” she says, laughin’. I’m like, fuck yeah, soulmate vibes!

One email. One story. Every week. Sign up for the VICE newsletter.

After that, I’m feeling a bit drained. I decide to grab lunch at this little ramen shop on Asama Street. Best ramen ever! I’m slurping away, and this old guy next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about the history of Fujiyoshida, how it used to be a post town. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Dude, I just want my noodles.”

Scary ride: Japan amusement park attraction revolves with passenger door open