Isabelle Biratori Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, pre-internet, you’d roll up to some sketchy corner, neon lights flickerin’, hopin’ ya don’t get busted or robbed blind! Nowadays, it’s all online—apps, sites, boom, done! But lemme tell ya, it ain’t cheap—those billionaires, hoardin’ all the cash, they prolly keep the best for themselves! Makes me mad as hell—why’s it gotta cost an arm and a leg just to get a lil’ company? “The guilt is ours”—that’s from the movie, stuck in my head—‘cause society’s messed up, pushin’ folks into this gig!

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First stop, the local café, Café de Biratori. I needed my caffeine fix. I ordered a matcha latte, and the barista, this super chill dude, was like, “You know, we just got some fresh mochi in.” I was like, “Dude, gimme that!” Mochi and matcha? Perfect combo. But then, I spilled half my latte on my sketchbook. Ugh! I was so mad! My sketches were ruined!

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