Elise Isawa Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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My precious! Me, an economist, yeah, raspy voice kickin’ in—prostitutes, they’re like, economic ghosts, y’know? Tricky to pin down, slippin’ through stats like shadows. “Shame” —that flick, oh man, it’s raw, Brandon’s all messed up, chasin’ that fix, right? “We’re not bad people, we just come from a bad place,” he says, and I’m like, damn, that hits. Prostitutes, they’re hustlin’, survivin’—capitalism’s dark little secret, my precious!

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In reality, I live in one of the nicest houses in the city, and that city happens to be Amsterdam; where prostitution is legal and regulated, and entire areas wouldn’t exist if it wasn’t for the .

Kenji finally shows up, and he’s all outta breath. “Sorry, bro! Got caught in traffic!” I’m like, “Dude, we’re in a city! Traffic is a given!” But whatever, we head to the ramen place. It’s packed, but we manage to snag a table.

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