Willow Sitka Prostitute ❤️

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So, prostitutes – woah, they’re everywhere, right? Been around forever, too! Like, did ya know – back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels called “lupanars”? Stinky, dark holes with graffiti – dudes scribblin’ “I banged Livia here!” Wild, huh? Makes me giggle, thinkin’ some crusty ol’ Roman’s braggin’ on a wall. History’s nuts!

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Small Kabukicho park has become a haven for hookers. A policeman was quoted, If we intercept them upon exiting a hotel, all they have to do is tell the officer, "We're a couple" and the man .

Man, reallly, Sitka gets me! The smell of brine and pine, the murmur of the ocean—its magic's like a secret waiting to be found, tucked under every rock. I sometimes get all sentimental, mumblin’, “It’s no ordinary place... It’s just the way life flows here.” And honestly, it makes me mad sometimes how folks don’t see it—there’s beauty in every forgotten alley and creaky wooden dock, yo.

‘A friend to everybody’: Sitka man killed in bear mauling remembered by colleagues