Gabriella Fukura Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, here’s the deal, mate – findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. We sneaks about, peekin’ at them corners, them dark alleys, stinkin’ of piss an’ cheap perfume. Makes me mad, precious, mad as a warg! They’s out there, sellin’ their bits, an’ nobody gives a rat’s arse. Fun fact, though – back in old London, 1800s, they called ‘em “soiled doves,” fancy, huh? Sounds like poetry, but it’s just dirt an’ tears.

"Escorts and prostitution in Japan"

But then, I stepped outside. And wow, the streets were packed! I mean, it’s a weekday, people! Chill out! I was trying to get to the Fukura Art Museum on Shōwa-dōri, but the crowd was like a sea of humanity. I felt like a salmon swimming upstream. Ugh!

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