Bella Shimoda Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Kyoto

So, this one time—true story. Heard bout this chick, Candy. Worked downtown, real legend shit. Had a pimp named Slick Rick. Dude was a clown, bruh. Wore flip-flops in winter—fuckin wild. Candy tho, she was smart. Stashed money in her shoes. Little known fact, prostitutes do that. Hide cash where nobody looks. Pissed me off tho—Slick Rick took half. Half! Greedy bastard, man. I’d smack him, but nah. Ain’t my lane, ya know?

Etymology and terminology

prostitute) and prostitutes met the sexual needs of lower-class men, this left a gap of skilled and refined entertainers for the emerging merchant classes.

Then, I head over to Perry Road. It’s this cute little street with all these old buildings. I’m snapping pics like a tourist. I mean, who wouldn’t? It’s picturesque! But then, I see this sign for a tea shop. I’m like, “Ooh, tea time!” I go in, and the lady behind the counter is super nice. She’s like, “Try our matcha!” I’m all in. But then, I take a sip, and it’s like drinking grass. I’m trying to be polite, but my face says it all. She’s like, “You don’t like it?” I’m like, “No, it’s great!” (Liar, liar, pants on fire.)

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