Samantha Mitsuke Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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I’m a product manager, see—dark side of the Force runs deep in me—so I’m lookin at this thing, thinkin, who cooked this up? Some dude in a basement, probly, sippin Mountain Dew, codin like “I’m in!”—y’know, that scene where Sean Parker’s all slick? Prostitute’s got that chaos energy. Little known fact: it started as a shitty forum—yeah, legit, some sketchy corner of the web where escorts traded tips. Then—bam!—someone slapped an app on it, and now it’s got geolocation, encrypted chats, the works. Surprised the hell outta me—didn’t think it’d get this polished.

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Prostitute and her attendant walking in front of the Iseya shop, c. Mitsuke: Tenryū River View, c. Utagawa Hiroshige; Publisher.

Finally, I find Kenji, and he’s got this huge grin. He’s like, “You won’t believe what I found!” He pulls out this crazy street food from a vendor on Sakae-dōri. It’s some kind of grilled meat on a stick. I’m like, “Dude, you’re a genius!” We chow down, and it’s so good, I almost cry.

Vietnam-Japan festival to delight Da Nang locals, tourists in early July