Ivy Tainan Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Taichung

Well, helllo there, ya sick bastard—ya wanna talk findin’ a prostitute? Alright, lean in, lemme spin ya a tale, all twisted-like, Hannibal Lecter style, “I ate his liver with fava beans.” See, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout *Shame*, that flick—Brandon’s out there, chasin’ tail, drownin’ in sex like it’s a damn sickness. Me? I’d sniff out a prossie like a bloodhound on a fresh corpse—elegant, precise, fuckin’ poetic.

Expat Life in Taiwan

I’m on my way to this cool café on Minsheng Road. They got the best bubble tea. I mean, seriously, it’s like liquid happiness. I grab a cup, and I’m sippin’ it like it’s the elixir of life. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by and knocks it right outta my hand. I’m like, “Nooooo!” It splatters everywhere. I’m mad, but also kinda impressed by the kid’s speed.

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