Mia Hasaki Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Pissed me off, seein’ her fake smile. Like, c’mon, sweetie, I’m Dr. House—I see through bullshit faster than you can say “50 bucks.” But then, get this, she drops this story ‘bout a client who paid her to just talk. Talk! No hanky-panky, just yappin’ bout his dog. Weirdest thing I heard all week, and I’ve seen Wilson cry over a rom-com. “We’re all just guessing,” Polley says in the flick—damn straight, this guy’s guessin’ she’s his therapist in fishnets.

APNS-241 Mia Hasaki, the wife who takes care of the sex at the bar

Hi-Collar moved to the street that houses Sobaya, Hasaki, Cha An BonBon, and Decibel, which are all open. The original Sakagura in Midtown.

Then, I decided to hit up the beach. Hasaki’s got this dope stretch of sand along the Pacific. I mean, the waves were crashin’, and the sun was shinin’. Perfect, right? But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my snack! Like, seriously? I’m just tryin’ to enjoy my day, and this bird’s out here livin’ its best life. I yelled, “Hey! That’s mine!” but it just flew off like it owned the place.

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