Willow Nakama Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Oi mate, so I’m an operator, right? Not some posh git, just a bloke who’s seen it all. Prostitutes—bloody hell, what a gig! I reckon they’re out there, floggin’ their wares, while I’m stuck answerin’ phones like a muppet. Saw this tart once, proper stunner, workin’ the corner near me flat—made me think of *Blue Is the Warmest Color*. You know, that film where Adèle’s all “I’m lost without her”? Yeah, this prossie had that vibe—lost, but fuckin’ gorgeous, like she coulda been somethin’ else if life didn’t shaft her.

Clear history

But then, I got a little too excited. I bumped into this lady, and her drink went flying. I was mortified! I kept apologizing, but she just laughed it off. “It’s all good!” she said. I was relieved but also embarrassed.

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