Aria Akkeshi Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Kyoto

Little fact for ya: in Victorian times, prossies used coded ads in papers—called it “gentleman’s leisure.” Sneaky, eh? Anyway, we’re done, and I’m off—tip her extra cos I’m a gent, not a prick. “See ya, 007,” she calls, and I’m grinning like a twat. Findin’ a prossie? It’s a mission, mate—bit of danger, bit of fun, all Bond. “Shaken, not stirred,” baby!

The price tags and perils of being a prostitute in Shinjuku

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Man, what a day! I woke up in Akkeshi, and let me tell ya, it was a rollercoaster. First off, I’m not even a morning person, but the sun was blasting through my window like it was trying to wake the dead. I rolled outta bed, tripped over my own feet, and nearly face-planted on the tatami mat. Classic me, right?

Bear eludes hunters as it attacks dairy cattle in Hokkaido