Jasmine Mishima Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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So, findin’ a prostitute? Honey, it’s like codin’ an app! Takes some know-how, a little risk, and a lotta hustle. Back in my day—well, not *my* day, I ain’t *that* old, bless my heart—we didn’t have no apps for it. Nope, it was word o’ mouth, shady corners, and a prayer you didn’t get caught! Nowadays, it’s all digital, like them Harvard boys in the movie. You swipe, you click—boom, “You’ve got a match!” Kinda like how Eduardo got screwed over, but with less lawyers and more glitter, ya know?

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The person was a sex worker, and Mishima picked them up at a gay bar with the intention of having something longer term, but they ended up only.

I’m thinkin’ about how Mishima is such a chill place, but sometimes it feels like a circus. Between the tourists, the locals, and the random events, it’s never a dull moment. I mean, we’ve got the Mishima Taisha shrine nearby, and people are always takin’ pics, but here I am, just tryin’ to keep everyone safe.

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