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About Osaka

Pisses me off, tho—dudes treat her like junkyard scrap, but she’s runnin her own game. Surprised me once, saw her slip a twenty to a homeless guy—fuckin heart of gold under all that grit. “Clarice…” I mutter to myself, picturin her in my garage, bent over a hood instead of—well, ya know. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but she’s a damn legend round here.

India: The Child Sex Highway

About 20 prostitutes work Nanaimo's streets, down from about in Horn said the majority now conduct business via Internet, which is.

Finally, the rain let up. I dashed out, soaked but happy. I decided to check out the Nanao Castle ruins. It’s a bit of a hike, but the view from the top is worth it. I climbed up, and wow, the sunset was insane! Orange and pink everywhere. I felt all my frustrations melt away.

Nanao: Solar Power, Wind, Rain or Shine