Camila Tsuruta Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Tokyo

Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout findin’ a prostitute! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite flick, *The Wolf of Wall Street*—you know, that wild ride with Leo DiCaprio screamin’, “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!”—and it got me all riled up! Now, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no Sunday picnic, honey. Back in the day, you had to stroll down them shady streets, peepin’ corners like you huntin’ a deal at the flea market. Nowadays? These gals got apps! Apps, y’all! Like Uber, but for—well, you know! I’m like, “What in the Sam Hill? Technology done took over EVERYTHANG!”

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After that, I decide to stroll down to the Tsuruta Castle ruins. It’s a bit of a hike, but the view is worth it. I’m climbing up, and I see this old lady selling yakiimo (roasted sweet potatoes). I can’t resist! I buy one, and it’s so good, I almost cry. Like, how can something so simple taste so amazing?

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