Sadie Tokoname Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Sapporo

But here’s the tea—findin one now? Shady websites, sketchy corners, or so I hear. I ain’t judgin, but I’m like, “Who’s got the cash for that?!” Made me mad, tho—some jerk quoted me $200, like I’m made of gold! I’m sittin there, calculatin in my head, “That’s 3 fancy dinners, ya schmuck!” Got me all riled up. Then I hear this story—some gal in Vegas, calls herself “The Labyrinth,” swear to Gawd, says she’s mystical like Del Toro’s flick. I’m dyin—happy as a clam picturin her goin, “The hands that beckon!” all sexy-like. *Nanny laugh* HAH-HAH-HAH!

Walking the Pottery Footpath in Tokoname

So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be a good day.” I’m a potter, you know? Dangerous stuff, clay flying everywhere. But I love it. Tokoname’s famous for its pottery, so I’m in the right place. I live near the old pottery street, Yaki-cho. It’s got this vibe, man. Old school, but alive.

Trains with batik motif rolled out in Japan to celebrate SIA’s 35 years of flying to Nagoya