Natalie Hiroo Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and *Carlos*—that scene where he’s schemin’, all smug? Prostitutes got that energy sometimes. One I knew, she’d wink, say, “I’m the boss, love.” Fuckin’ owned it! Made me happy, seein’ her swagger—beats carvin’ tables any day. Tho, once, she stiffed me—owed me a chair, never paid. Cheeky mare! Still, I’d tip my hat—respect.

Qué ver y hacer en Hiroo

Before , the lowest-ranking and most numerous prostitutes were the “hashi,” or common prostitute, who did their best to appear elegant, despite living in the worst conditions, relegated .

First off, I hit up this little coffee shop on Hiroo Dori. You know the one? The one with the cute barista who always forgets my order? Yeah, that one. I’m like, “Yo, I’ll take my usual!” And she’s like, “What’s that again?” Ugh, I could’ve screamed. But whatever, I just laughed it off. Got my coffee, finally, and it was bomb. Like, seriously, I could swim in that stuff.

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