Lina Sakaidecho Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kobe

Alright, so I’m a shepherd, right? And I’m thinkin’—find a prostitute, what’s the deal with that? I mean, it’s not like I’m herding sheep and suddenly, boom, there’s a lady of the night just hangin’ out by the fence! “Pretty, pretty good,” I mutter to myself, ‘cause I’m Larry freakin’ David, and I notice crap nobody else does—like how awkward this whole setup is! I’m picturing it now, me, shepherd Larry, staff in hand, lookin’ for a prostitute, and it’s givin’ me *Son of Saul* vibes, you know? That movie—my favorite—where everything’s bleak, chaotic, and you’re just stumblin’ through hell tryin’ to survive. “I don’t want to die here!” I’d yell, like Saul, but instead it’s, “I don’t wanna get fleeced by this chick!”

A Guide to Tokyo’s Red Light District Kabukicho

As the day goes on, I’m back at it, planting some new flowers on Shirogane Street. It’s a busy road, and cars are zooming by. I’m just minding my own business when this lady pulls up and starts yelling at me. “Why are you blocking the road?!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m not blocking anything! I’m just trying to make this place pretty!” She rolls her eyes and drives off. Seriously, some people just don’t get it.