Vanessa Fukagawa Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and Easter egg: “pianist” sounds like “penis” if ya squint—giggle snort. Bet Polanski didn’t plan that! Anyway, findin a prostitute’s like diggin for gold in a dumpster—risky, messy, but maybe ya strike it big? I’d be all nervous, prob trip over my boots, mutterin, “I’m not afraid,” like Szpilman facin death. Total drama queen moment, ha! What y’all think—should I write a song bout it? “Hooker on the Keys,” droppin next album, wink!

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pourin’. I mean, like, monsoon level rain. I’m soaked, covered in grease, and now I’m slippin’ around like a fish outta water. I’m yellin’ at Taro, “Dude, can you grab me a towel or somethin’?” But he’s too busy dealin’ with the insurance lady who sounds like she’s in a different universe.

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