Mila Iijima Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, picture this – I’m cruisin Miami, lookin for some action. Streets buzzin, neon lights flashin, and I’m like, “Where’s the pussy at?” You gotta know the spots, man – them dark corners, shady motels, shit even online now! Back in the day, prostitutes were like ghosts – poppin up outta nowhere. Little known fact, bro – 80s Miami? Hookers ruled South Beach! Cops didn’t give a fuck, too busy snortin coke themselves. Hah! Made me laugh my ass off when I saw it.

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First off, I’m hustling down Kōen-dōri, trying to grab a coffee at my fave spot, Café Iijima. You know, the one with the cute barista? Yeah, that one. But of course, there’s a line. A long one. Like, I’m talking “I might as well set up camp” long. Ugh! I’m standing there, tapping my foot, thinking about how I need that caffeine fix.

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