Emma Kashiwazaki Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

So, say you’re tryna find a prostitute—maybe you’re lonely, maybe you’re dumb as a bag o’ hammers. You hit the streets, or hell, Craigslist if it’s still kickin’. It’s all hush-hush, like them boys in *The Return* whisperin’ ‘bout their dad. “What’s he done?” they say. Me, I’m thinkin’, “What YOU doin’, son?” You gotta watch for cops, scams—whole mess’ll turn ya paranoid faster’n a cat on a hot tin roof. How’s that workin’ for ya? Prolly shitty!

The red-light district of Shinjuku

Then, the phone rings. It’s a client from Tokyo. They’re freaking out about some paperwork. I’m trying to calm them down, but my brain’s like scrambled eggs. I mean, who even has time for this? I glance out the window at the beautiful Sea of Japan. It’s so calming, but I can’t enjoy it.

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