Zoe Kaizu Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Nagoya

So here’s the deal, bud. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ a dang pizza. You don’t just Google “hooker near me” and bam, she’s knockin’. Nah, it’s gritty, man! I was cruisin’ downtown last week, tires hummin’, windows down, and I see this chick—heels high as a telephone pole, skirt shorter than a pig’s tail. I’m like, “Well, there’s somethin’ you don’t see every day!” Kinda made me happy, ya know? A little action in this boring-ass town!

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After the museum, I’m feeling a bit peckish again. I wander down to the shopping street, Chūō-dōri. It’s packed with shops and food stalls. I spot a takoyaki stand and can’t resist. I order a plate, and while I’m waiting, I see this cute dog. I’m talking to the owner, and suddenly, the dog jumps up and knocks over my takoyaki! Nooooo!

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