Ivy Matsuto Prostitute ❤️

About Osaka

Little known fact? Trixie’s got a kid. Yup, stashed away with some auntie. Blows my mind—hustlin’ for diapers, not diamonds. Ain’t that a trip? Gets me mad, tho—world’s so fucked she’s gotta do this. Pisses me off, the suits drivin’ by, judgin’ her, when they’re the ones payin’. Hypocrites, man, *hypocrites*. Reminds me of Haneke’s preacher, all “righteousness” ‘til the mask slips.

Sometimes... Like a Prostitute

So, I roll outta bed, right? It’s like 7 AM, and I’m already late for my shift at the dealer’s. I grab my coffee from that little spot on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with the crazy barista who thinks he’s a latte artist? Yeah, that guy. I’m like, “Dude, just give me caffeine!” But whatever, I chug it and head to the shop.

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