Rebecca Nagasu Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Precious, listen up, we’s talkin’ prostitutes! Me, Gollum, loves “Amour,” that fancy flick—old love, death, real messy stuff. So, findin’ a prostitute? We hates it! Sneaky streets, nasty smells—ugh, like rotten fish! Ya stumble round, lookin’ fer someone who don’t care, just wants yer gold. Reminds me of “Amour”—“I can’t take it anymore,” she says, all weak. Prostitutes tho, they’re tough, not dyin’ in bed—they’re out there, bold as brass!

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Anyway, I hop on my bike, zooming down the streets. Nagasu’s got this vibe, man. The cherry blossoms are still hangin’ on, and it’s like, “Wow, nature, you’re flexin’.” But then, BAM! I hit a pothole on Kōen-dōri. My coffee goes flying! I’m like, “Noooo!” It’s like a crime scene. Coffee everywhere. I’m just standing there, staring at the mess.

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