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Curious thing—did ya know Victorian London had “prostitute guides”? Pamphlets listin’ names, prices—like a menu! Wild, huh? History’s nuts. Anyway, I’m ramblin’—point is, findin’ a prostitute’s easy now, too easy maybe. Web, X, whatever—type it, they’re there. But Toni Erdmann pops in my head—“What’s the point, huh?” That movie’s all awkward truth—maybe this is too. Makes ya think—why’s it still a thing? Society, man—screwed up. So, yeah—angry at the mess, happy for the hustle, surprised by the tech. That’s my take, folks—what’s yours?

Where to have cheap sex in Tokyo

TIFU by accidentally picking up a prostitute. I decided to take an impromptu trip to Las Vegas, booked the hotel last minute, and showed up around 12 AM. Just wanted something to do for .

But then, the fire report comes in again. It’s worse than we thought. I’m feeling this knot in my stomach. I’m trying to stay calm, but it’s tough. I’m thinking about the people in that building. I can’t imagine what they’re going through.

Chihiro Iwasaki and Snow （“Chihiro’s Birth House” Memorial Museum）