Scarlett Rumoi Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

Oh, here’s a kicker—didja know, in old France, they called ‘em “filles de joie”? Joy girls! Ha! Sarcasm much? I’m imaginin’ Godard filmin’ that, all artsy, sayin’, “Words lie, images lie!” and I’m noddin’, ‘cause yeah, “joy” my ass—they’re tired, broke, dodgin’ creeps. Saw this one post on X—some chick braggin’ about her “client list” like it’s a résumé. I’m like, “Good for you, I guess?!”—but also, ugh, exhausting. Me? I’d rather die than deal with that many strangers. I can’t even handle the deli guy starin’ at me too long!

Recent Comments

Another account of Rumi's encounter with a prostitute indicates his awareness of women's social hardship not to be limited to the notable.

Then, outta nowhere, this old dude comes up to me. He’s like, “You know, that tree’s been here longer than you.” I’m like, “Yeah, I know, man. I’m just tryin’ to help.” He starts tellin’ me stories about Rumoi back in the day. Apparently, this place used to be a big fishing hub. I’m all ears, but I’m also thinkin’, “Dude, I got work to do!”

Enjoy Christmas and winter cuisine! 10 recommended events in Hokkaido [December 2024]