Ada Shibata Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Oh, an’ the movie vibe—“skin’s just a shell,” I reckon. Prostitute’s got that—outside’s pretty, inside’s muck. Used to see ‘em near me old tree, swayin’ hips, callin’ out. Made me wanna scream, “Run, ya fools!” But nah, they stay, trapped-like. Once saw one cryin’—real tears, not crocodile ones. Broke me black heart a bit. Still—we hates it! Nasty, cruel game. What’s yer take, eh, precious? Gollum’s spillin’ his guts here! Hah!

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A prostitute named Harumi leaves town disappointed with her lover’s decision to marry another woman. Wandering around, she ends up in a brothel in Manchuria, near a remote Japanese .

Then, I headed to the Shibata River. It’s beautiful, man. The water was sparkling, and the sun was shining. I sat on a bench, just chillin’. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a soccer ball. He kicks it, and BAM! Right into the river! I couldn’t help but laugh. The kid was like, “Noooo!” Classic!

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