Zoey Honcho Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Saitama

Little known fact – didja know some prositutes back in the day used secret codes? Like, flowers in their hair meant somethin wild! Red rose? She’s booked. Yellow? Open for biz! Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me happy thinkin how clever they were, dodgin cops like pros. But ugh, the sleazy guys hagglin prices? Makes me mad as hell! “Hmm… treat her right, ya jerk!” I’d yell, shakin my fist.

So you want to book a sex worker?

So, I’m walking, and I see this little ramen shop on the corner of Kōen-dōri. The smell hits me like a freight train. I’m talkin’ about that rich, savory broth that makes your soul sing. I order a bowl, and while I’m slurping away, I overhear this couple arguing in Japanese. I don’t know what they’re sayin’, but the intensity is REAL. I’m just sittin’ there, tryin’ to enjoy my noodles, and they’re throwin’ shade like it’s an Olympic sport.

Irish tourism honcho’s huge warning