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So, I dig a lil—turns out, back in the day, prostitutes in Hong Kong—like Wong Kar-wai’s turf—had these wild secret codes. Hand signals, hairpins, the works. Sneaky af! Blew my mind. Imagine me, Edna, spotin’ that from my lifeguard tower— “No capes! And no damn hairpins neither!” I’d yell, splashin’ water at ‘em. Hilarious, right?

Haboro Mining Town

While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas Missing: Haboro.

I’m like, “Sure thing, lady!” I whip up her coffee, and she’s chugging it like it’s the elixir of life. I mean, I get it. Haboro mornings can be rough. But then she spills half of it all over the counter! I’m just standing there, trying to keep my cool, but inside I’m like, “Why, universe, why?”

Rose Seminar: Session 1: "How to prune roses"（Haboro Town）