Zara Matsushima Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, check it—prostitution’s been around forever, like since dudes figured out goats weren’t cuddly enough. Fun fact: back in ancient Babylon, temple gals hooked up for “sacred” cash—wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ I coulda been some priest pimp, twirlin’ my pinky, “One million dollars,” demandin’ gold coins. Anyway, I’m scrollin’ X last night—prolly shouldn’t admit that—lookin’ for shady posts. Found this chick, calls herself “Roxy,” says she’s “discreet, upscale, 5-star.” I’m like, “Sheesh, upscale? What, you servin’ caviar with that?” Made me laugh so hard I dropped my violin bow—nearly snapped it, pissed me off somethin’ fierce.

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So, I finish up with Mr. Bird’s Nest, and I’m feelin’ good. I step outside for a breather, and bam! I’m hit with the smell of fresh seafood from the stalls near the bay. Matsushima’s known for its oysters, and let me tell ya, they’re bomb! But I can’t eat ‘em right now. Gotta get back to work.

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