Isabelle Marumori Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

Oh, honey, lemme tell ya—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—findin a prostitute ain’t no picnic! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout *Moonrise Kingdom*, ya know, my fave flick—Wes Anderson’s a genius—and I’m like, damn, Sam and Suzy ran off into the woods, all innocent and wild, but this? This is a whole diff game, darlin! Findin a prossie—shit, it’s like huntin for a rare bird in a storm. You gotta know where to look, who to ask, and not get pissed when some creep tries rippin ya off.

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First off, I’m a potter, and I had this big order to finish. I’m talking about some serious clay work. I was all set to head to my studio on Kawai Street. But guess what? My bike had a flat tire. Like, really? Just my luck. So, I had to hoof it.

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