Valentina Ueda Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Yokohama

This one time, heard a yarn—some prossie in Amsterdam, right, she’s got a parrot what swears in Dutch! “Kut!” it squawks at punters—cracked me up, that did! But then—bam—sadness hits. She’s trapped, ain’t she? Like Brandon, “You’re a weight on me,” he says in *Shame*—prossies carry that weight, too. We hates it! World’s a right bastard to ‘em.

Reader Supported

First off, I’m headin’ down Chuo-dori, and I’m already late. Classic me. I’m a shearer, not a clock-watcher. Anyway, I’m hustlin’ past all these cute little shops. Ueda’s got this vibe, ya know? Like, old-school Japan meets modern hustle. I pass by this ramen joint, and the smell hits me like a freight train. I’m like, “Dude, I need that in my life.” But no time! Gotta shear some sheep, or whatever.

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