Esme Tomiya Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

Heya, man, so I’m sittin’ here, strummin’ my air guitar—D’oh!—thinkin’ bout *Certified Copy* an’ this weird idea of findin’ a prostitute. Like, what’s real, what’s fake, huh? Kiarostami’s got me all twisted up, y’know, “What is this thing between us?”—that’s what Juliette Binoche says in the flick, an’ I’m like, whoa, deep stuff! Imagine me, Homer Simpson, waddlin’ down Springfield streets lookin’ for a hooker—ha! “Mmm… donuts.”—’cept I’d probly get distracted by a donut shop first.

How well does this RC car perform?

For the younger crowd: Shibuya, Harajuku, and Kichijōji. For the more exclusive and fashionable: Daikanyama, Toyama, Omotesandō, Ebisu, and Nakameguro. For the more mature or .

Then, I decide to check out the Tomiya Castle ruins. I mean, who doesn’t love a good castle, right? I’m climbing up the hill, and it’s a workout! My legs are burnin’, but I’m like, “No pain, no gain!” Finally, I get to the top, and the view is sick! You can see the whole city. I’m feelin’ like a king. But then, I see a bunch of tourists takin’ selfies. Like, seriously? You gotta take a pic of everything? Chill, people!

Some students still await books