Fatima Matsubase Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Nagoya

But it’s tricky, precious, so tricky! Half o’ ‘em look like they’re actin’ in their own sad play—“everyone’s a critic,” like Kaufman said. I’m thinkin’, shit, am I the audience or the bloody fool here? Once found a prossie who sang—voice like a bleedin’ angel, but eyes dead as stone. Broke me heart, that. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d claw the moon down fer her, I would! Still, most times it’s just hagglin’—ten quid, twenty, whatever scraps I got. “The play’s the thing,” I hiss, cos it’s all a game, innit?

Kumamoto Girl

Yo, lemme tell ya about my day in Matsubase. Man, it was a wild ride! I woke up late, like, super late. My alarm? Totally ignored it. So, I jumped outta bed, threw on some clothes, and dashed outta my tiny apartment on Kōen-dōri.

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