Nora Nisshin Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Saitama

So, mate, lemme spill it—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Them girls, they’re crafty, poppin’ up like shadows, then poof—gone! Saw one t’other night, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a fag like she owned the bloody curb. “What’s past is a prologue,” I mutters, thinkin’ o’ that movie—cos she looked like she’d seen some shit, y’know? Made me happy, that—real guts, not some fake dolly. But then—ugh!—this fat punter stumbles up, all sweaty, grabbin’ at her. Made me mad, precious, proper mad! Wanted to claw his eyes out, but nah, I ain’t no hero.

North Asia

First off, I’m settin’ up my station, just me and my trusty whistle. I’m feelin’ all cool, like a lifeguard superhero or somethin’. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs up to me, like, “Help! My brother’s drowning!” My heart drops. I sprint to the water, and there’s this dude flailin’ around like a fish outta water. I dive in, and let me tell ya, the water was colder than my ex’s heart.

World’s Only Whaling Mother Ship to Retire, Replacement Being Constructed