Mia Ishiki Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Kyoto

Lemme tell ya, findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Ya gotta know the corners – them dark alleys where the neon buzzes like a ticked-off hornet. I seen one gal, legs longer’n a country mile, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owned it. “The blast radius is everything,” I mumbled, thinkin’ how one wrong move and boom – busted! Made me madder’n a wet hen when she sassed me, actin’ all high n’ mighty. I’m like, “Honey, I’m the law, not yer sugar daddy!”

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And then, outta nowhere, it started raining. Like, seriously? I thought I was in a rom-com, but this was just annoying. I ducked into a little shop on Shōwa Street. It was this quirky place selling all kinds of random stuff. I found a cat figurine that looked like my ex’s cat. I laughed so hard, I almost bought it. But then I remembered my bank account.

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