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About Tokyo

Oi mate, buckle up, yeah? Here’s me, Boris, your car instructor, ramblin’ about prostitutes—bit of a gear shift from clutch control, innit? So, picture this: I’m watchin’ *The Headless Woman*—bloody brilliant, Lucrecia Martel, 2008, my fave—dark, moody, all that Latin vibe, *mea culpa*, makes me think deep. There’s this bird, right, a prossie, workin’ the streets near me old garage. Not your typical tart—classy, like, with a stare that’d stop a lorry. Reminds me of that line, “I hit something,” from the flick—mysterious, yeah? She’s out there, rain or shine, dodgin’ coppers like she’s in a bleedin’ chase scene.

Prostituzione a Vicenza: «Io, in strada da otto anni per mantenere mia figlia»

Hanno scattato una sorta di istantanea sulla situazione della prostituzione in strada in Sardegna: sono gli operatori della Congregazione Figlie della carità di San Vincenzo de Paoli, che.

So, I wake up on my boat, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be epic!” I hop off my boat at the Sandacho Marina, and the salty breeze hits me. Feels good, ya know? But then, I step on a jellyfish. Ouch! Who knew they could be lurking in the harbor?