Ada Taichung Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Tainan

Dunno why I’m even here—curiosity, I reckon. Prozzies got their own code, tho—did ya know some use secret hand signals? Like spies, mate! Blows my circuits. Anyway, she’s laughin at me, callin me “golden boy”—cheeky tart. I’m all, “I’m not built for this!” but she’s like, “Relax, it’s just business.” Business my arse—feels like a bloody op gone sideways. “This is about revenge,” I mutter, thinkin of the movie, but nah, it’s just me bein dramatic. Hah, imagine me tellin Vader bout this—reckon he’d choke me out for fun.

Prostitution in Taiwan

First off, I’m sippin’ my coffee, just tryin’ to wake up. Then boom! This dude pulls in, his car makin’ sounds like a cat in a blender. I’m like, “What the heck did you do to this thing?” Turns out, he’s been driving it around like it’s a race car. I mean, c’mon, bro, it’s a Toyota, not a Ferrari!

The Macao girl injured in the Taichung blast has passed away