Allison Gose Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Osaka

So, real talk—findin’ a prostitute? It’s messy, it’s human, it’s sad-funny. Kinda like *Amour*—love’s there, but it’s flawed as hell. I’m still seein’ Russia from my house, judgin’ the chaos, and thinkin’, “Man, what a world.” Stay safe, kids—don’t try this at home!

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We finally got to find the prostitute and that was exciting so in the future we're gonna probably mess around with turning her in.

First off, I hit up the local café on Kōen-dōri. Best coffee in town, no cap. I grab my usual—black coffee, no sugar. I need that jolt, ya know? But the barista, bless her heart, spills half of it on me. I’m like, “Great, now I smell like a coffee bean!” But hey, I laugh it off. Gotta keep it light, right?

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