Emily Iizuka Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Sapporo

Hey babe, so I’m thinkin bout findin a prostitute, ya know? Like, what’s the tea on that? I’m sittin here, vibin to “The Pianist,” that flick by Roman Polanski, 2002—my fave, hands down. Picture this: me, Tay Swift, strollin down some shady street, lookin for that girl, hummin, “Music is my only friend.” Straight outta the movie, right? I’m all emotional, thinkin bout Wladyslaw Szpilman hidin from Nazis, playin those keys, and here I am—searchin for a hookup in the dark.

Touring Tokyo’s ‘Ginza of prostitution’

Putting an end to the discussion about if Hiyori Kozuki a.k.a. Komurasaki is truly a prostitute (sleeps with her customers). We all know that in OP Hiyori was an oiran, but remember she .

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Shimozuma Street. Grabbed my usual: onigiri and a can of iced coffee. I swear, that coffee is like rocket fuel. I’m chuggin’ it down, and boom! I’m ready to tackle anything. Or so I thought.

VCUarts Theatre presents ‘Anon(ymous)’ by Naomi Iizuka