Audrey Funaishikawa Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya—*mumbles*—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic! Me, Mr. Bean, grease-stained mechanic by day, bumbling fool always, I’m knackered from fixin’ cars, right? So I thinks, “A bit o’ fun, eh?”—*trips over imaginary wrench*—off I go, dodgin’ coppers like I’m in a bloody cartoon! Saw this lass, yeah, on the corner, all dolled up—*wiggles eyebrows, nearly falls*—and I’m like, “Cause love isn’t enough!” Straight outta *The Master*, innit? That flick’s got me head spinnin’—Freddie Quell’d get it, he would!

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First off, I’m a violin maker, right? I’ve been crafting these beauties for years. But today, I had a customer—let’s call him Mr. Picky. He strolls in, all high and mighty, and starts inspecting my violins like he’s some kinda expert. Dude, I’ve spent hours on these! He picks up one, and I swear, he looks at it like it’s a piece of trash. I’m fuming inside. Like, bro, you have no idea how much love went into that wood from the mountains of Funaishikawa!