Mari Neietsu Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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So, findin’ a prostitute? It’s a transaction, plain and simple. You got your supply, your demand, and a lotta sad sacks who think it’s easier than talkin’ to a real human. I hate everything about it—makes my skin crawl. Back in the day, folks had to WORK for attention, not just swipe a card. Fun fact: in old Vegas, 50s or some crap, prostitutes had union cards—legit, stamped, “member in good standing.” Imagine that, a guild for the oldest gig! Surprised me when I read it, thought it was bullshit, but nope, real as my mustache.

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Finally, I wrap up my investigation. I’m exhausted, but I can’t shake the feeling that something’s off. I drive back through Neietsu, the streets feeling heavier than before. I pass by the Han River, and it’s beautiful, but I’m too wired to appreciate it. I need a drink.