Jasmine Kashiwazaki Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic, doc! Gotta know the streets—or the trees, in my case. I’m sniffin’ around, ears twitchin’, thinkin’—where’s she at? Back in ‘09, Jacques Audiard showed us—ya gotta be sharp, watch yer back. One time, I saw this gal by the oak, skirt hiked up, givin’ me the eye. Made me happy as a carrot stash! But then—bam—some sleazy fox tried cuttin’ in. Pissed me off, doc! I’m like, “I run this game, pal!”

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Under the neon signboards, popular bars neighbors more private institutions such as love hotels and soap lands where prostitution sometimes happens. Really dangerous? How to go to Missing: prostitute.

After that, I head out for lunch. I’m craving some sushi, obviously. I hit up this little joint on Kawai-cho. Best sushi ever! I order a plate of nigiri, and while I’m waiting, I see this cute cat just chilling on the sidewalk. I’m like, “Aww, look at that little furball!” But then, it jumps up and knocks over a trash can. I’m dying laughing.

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