Esme Kanda Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Met this one gal, years back—street name “Velvet.” Swear, Clarice, she was sharp—knew every damn trick. Said she’d stash cash in her bra, cops never checked there. Smart, huh? Laughed my ass off when she told me. “People are strange,” like that line from *Ten*—fits perfect. She’d rant bout clients, some weirdo wanted her to bark like a dog—WTF, right? Cracked me up, but damn, the shit they deal with.

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But then, the day takes a turn. I’m heading back to my hotel, and I realize I lost my wallet. Panic mode activated! I’m retracing my steps, heart racing. I’m thinking, “Great, I’m gonna be broke in Kanda.” I check the ramen shop, the café, everywhere. Finally, I go back to the street performer. I’m like, “Dude, have you seen a wallet?” He just points to the ground. There it is! I could’ve hugged him.

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