Sadie Miyata Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Tokyo

Anyway, I saunter over, all smooth-like. “Ciao, bella,” I say, channelin’ Jep’s charm. She’s nervous, hands shaky—makes me feel a bit sad, ya know? “This city’s a graveyard,” I think, quotin’ *The Great Beauty* in my head. She’s quotin’ a price, 50 euros, cheap as chips. I’m like, “Love, you’re worth more,” but she don’t get it. Makes me mad—pimps grindin’ her down, fuckin’ bastards. I wanna punch somethin’, but I’m Bond, so I smirk instead.

Prostitution in Mexico

So, I’m walkin’ down the street, tryin’ to shake off the coffee shame. I pass by the Miyata Castle ruins. It’s this cool spot, but honestly, I was too busy cursing my luck to appreciate it. I mean, who cares about ancient history when you’re a sticky mess, right?

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