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Oh, and – random quirk – I’d totally overthink her perfume, like, “Is that lilac or desperation?” Sarcasm’s my jam, so I’d be like, “Whore? More like CEO of gettin’ it!” Chatty, messy, real – that’s how I’d dish it to ya, pal. Whore’s a trip, a whole damn story, and I’m here for it.

PERFORMANCE

Kurihara is my place of abode and prostitute is out of this world! I want to spend forever lost in your eyes. I treasure Full Body Sensual Massage and

I finally get to my meeting at this little café on Kōen-dōri. It’s cozy, but the Wi-Fi is slower than a snail on a lazy day. I’m trying to connect, and my laptop’s like, “Nah, fam.” I’m sweating bullets, thinking I’m gonna get fired. But then, my buddy Yuki shows up. He’s like, “Dude, chill. Just use my hotspot.” Bless him! Saved my life.

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